.. ?" You are going to be free. But we need to work together to make that happen."Her hope soared and the brightness of her smile fleetingly returned.... I asked her to let me know what her story had been. She seemed frightened and was unable to put the experience in words. I needed to dip into her head once more to find out for myself.Generally, the common model for viewing a person's life is to feel it like a string, running from the moment of birth to the moment of death. Although that isn't. "This is all very well," she said in a low sultry voice, "but what about my spanking. I lost the game, remember?" It was difficult for John to pull his head away from her tits, but he forced himself. "You are a horny little slut aren’t you?" he said. He pulled her across his lap face down and she wriggled seductively when he spanked her real hard. Her squirming and squealing attracted the attention of several men from the bar. They appeared in the doorway just as John stood her up and undid her. Let me show you." And with that he leans close to whisper in her ear."Look in the mirror Ellie, tell me what you see." I see an old lady with grey hair and wrinkles, bags under her eyes and a face that's beginning to sag along with her body. How can you love that?"Tears form in her eyes as she looks at herself, wondering when she got old, wondering when she let herself go and stopped caring about her appearance.Tenderly Charlie wipes them away before they can fall. He'd always hated to see her. She murmured a breathy ‘I’m ready’ in his ear and that was all it took for him to lean her backwards onto the bed again, kissing hard as he slid into her. The friction built quickly and they found that nibbling necks and shoulders was hot and that the salty taste was a turn on. She moved with him, her hips gracefully meeting his. She arched her back when he would touch her breasts. He found it difficult to hold himself back, but her increasingly noisier mews and purrs helped with his resolve..