As she pointed at Jackshe had said the word 'his' like she was talking about some bug shefound squashed on the sole of her shoe.My arms fell back down... onto my lap as I considered her words. She'dgiven me an ultimatum; a fork in the road is what it really was. Ilooked at Jack who sat there so silently it was deafening. There wasnot a clue as to what he wanted me to say in response to his wife. Ithought of little Hannah asleep in her crib and suddenly I felt a hurtso deep that it surprised me.. "I'm glad I forgot my lunch," she said thickly as she worked her hand even faster in her panties. "Don't stop on my account. I was really enjoying the show. I know what you've been doing with our dirty panties for some time now, but I haven't been able to catch you at it until now. It's alright, honey, I think it's hot that you use our filthy panties to get yourself off. I don't want you to stop; I just wanted you to know I was watching. Your sister and I have been talking about the condition. That's what Meta'en would say, and the other...do wecall them 'Masters' or 'Mistresses'? The concepts are difficult in Anglo;shall we talk in Makhaled?" Please no, Kris, don't. I feel while I can at least talk to you in AngloI still exist as Andrew Berenson. If we talk in Makhaled I shall becomeLoteame again. For the first time since - it, I've looked at myself, intomy own heart, and I'm frightened. It's as if I've been walking down a longtunnel and I turn round suddenly and there's Lieutenant. It was just simply wound around her and tied tight behind her back.The end of this rope was thrown through a loop at the very middle point of the frame around the bed. When the rope came down and he began to pull on it she could feel her midsection begin to become weightless and her legs to begin to feel heavy. She enjoyed his silent, focused energy as he worked. This always made her feel so calm that she was in a near meditative state as he made all of his adjustments, each knot causing her to.