The sight of his blue-jeans as he sits down. My hand scrapes his instep as he scoots forward. He pauses, tilting his head down, eyebrow raised. I look...up at him, my lips part but no words come out. He smiles bemused, scooting back in nonchalantly .Ok. We're on.The Beastie boys shout as I slide my hands up to his belt. Pulling the leather free from the prong, the button from the hole, the zipper from the top. I fish out what I'm after, giving him a stroke. His laptop opens on his desk, he's SO. After we arrivedat our destination, hours later, I was carried into a building, which I laterlearned was a house. Placed in the darkened room by myself, I found myselflonging for any kind of contact. Only one of my captors spoke to me every timeshe entered the room. At first, she addressed me as Mrs. Cannon, and she'd talk about my husband,and the bad things he was doing to some group or other as a United States Senator.That's right, he's Senator Jack Cannon. You already know what state he. More

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