THE WILLING SLAVE: A LOVE STORY

It was several minutes before we were able to speak.“I need another shower…and it’s… all… your… fault.”I rose from the bed, bent over to pick her up, and carried her to the shower.We kissed and kissed as the hot water ran over our bodies.I dried her, then myself, and we went back to bed.I had to laugh when I saw it.It looked like a hurricane had passed through.We worked together to make it then we climbed in naked, savoring the touch of skin on skin. As we fell into a deep sleep, the TV droning on all night.CHAPTER 4A month later not much had changed in terms of our sex life—we were…
THE WILLING SLAVE: A LOVE STORY