Lynn was going back down the stairs, “He must still be at work, I’d better call him.” “No,” I heard Richard reply. Questions about me and my love making prowess. Xxx without even a glance behind he slammed the door shut. “Phew!” She said. “You like to be dominated don’t you?” he said as HIS ‘Magic Fingers’ began to work on her clitoris. “Did dumbfuck buy these for you?” he asked. Suddenly the door began to open, Lynn must have realised I was home. I decided then that I wasn’t going to mention that I knew, wasn’t going to mention that I’d watched while another man, a man I now despised had completely and utterly taken control of my woman Then the words of Harold’s father rang in my ears, spoken to me a thousand years ago in Ibiza.
