"My room is two doors down, please call me if you need me." I just nodded, waved good-bye, and laid down, I slowly drifted off to sleep, and started d...reaming of her, things I wanted to do to her.In the dream, I was slowly kissing her, I kissed lips passionately, slowly making my way down her neck, I felt her body twitch slightly, 'good' I thought as I found one of her turn ons, I kept going as I carefully slid her robes off, I softly felt her body, reaching up to her breasts, and gave them a. I'm tired." And the sex?" Oh, you're not a bad lover, Bert, just far too predictable." So I'm being dismissed." Nothing so dramatic. Your a good looking man, There are plenty of other women." And other men?" Yes, darling, plenty of other men and I intend to find them." Then this is good-bye." Oh not forever. We'll no doubt run into each other at the country club or the tennis club." So you've chewed me up and now you're spitting me out," he opined."Something like that, yes. Now be a good little. His practice of chastising his family with the rod (or more often with the belt) was about the only thing Angie had inherited from him. Weekly spankings were just part of her childhood life, and as regular as fish on Fridays. Everyone was called to account for any misdeeds, these being clocked up in a little record book kept in a drawer of the kitchen dresser. This didn't mean there was no other chastisement. If a child, or his wife, displeased him to the point of anger, he would haul them off. I’ve saved them all. My mind spins like a film reel, replaying everything that Nicolas and I have ever done together. My heart drums fast and hard in my chest, thumping hard to the pace of the bullet. I roll my hips gently, working myself into a higher need. I wonder what it would be like to hear him on the other end of the call, moaning with me. I slip the bullet down further, allowing it to tease my entrance, thrumming away. My fingers begin to dance over my clit, gasping at certain ideas of.