"We can't communicate without a cell phone." "Tell me something new," I replied a little sarcastically. Mind readers we ain't. Telepathy was still sci...ence fiction to me."What if we could mind speak to one another? Wouldn't that be fun? I mean like you communicate with those things." She was referring to my platoon of guard dogs. I use the term 'dogs' loosely."We don't really communicate. They exist on a different plane and to speak to them I need to penetrate that plane by using arcane arts.. You looking around coveys a message that you do not trust me. I stared at her, then you dis-obeyed the talk only when talked to rule. “You will be punished appropriately” I said in a firm but not angry voice. She was very quiet as we exited the car and walked to our room. When we were in the room, I had her strip naked and stack her clothes by the door. I then told her I would punish her after I inspected her body. I rubbed my hands all over her smooth feminine size 14 body. She. "Oh, sweetie, your cock feels so nice. I like how soft it is in my hand."Her fingers then slid over my head making my tip swell just a little."Your head is so smooth and silky. I can feel its shape nicely." You're the one that's smooth and silky, Grace." Aw, but sweetie, how do you know? You haven't felt mine yet," Grace said and again kissed my cheek."I meant you overall. Wait, you mean you'll let me feel yours?"Grace then turned her body and opened her legs slightly and grabbed my hand.. "The ladies, is over there past the pool table, you won't find a bath in it."She scowls at him before walking off.He looks at his beer, wondering whether the taste will live up to his memory, before tentatively taking a sip.He tries to just sip the beer and savour the taste. However the sensation as each bubble bursts on his tongue with a sweet kiss and the caresses given to his throat as he swallows, coupled by the sweet blend of hops and malt make his resolve impossible. By the time his wife.