I swung at her other hip. XXX “TELL ME.”
“No-nothing. A restraining order, or even an arrest warrant (and accompanying police officer), seemed most likely. She finally managed to pull my eyes from whatever document she had resting in her lap, but she couldn’t completely draw my attention. I selected only three objects: a pair of alligator clips, a rather bulbous vibrator, and its accompanying remote. Certainly enough, within seconds her engorged nipples filled with blood and her nerve endings felt like they were on fire. “Does this turn you on, Rachel? SLAP. SLAP. Had I been able to draw my eyes away from it, I might’ve noticed how broad her smile had grown, how it seemed almost…evil.
