“There’s no going back.” “I fucking want you.” I replied, each word more sure of that then anything else I had in a very long time. He looke... over the shoulder at his line. It was late Sunday evening, almost midnight. There is nothing that the kitchen can’t handle without you at this point. “Fuck this,” he muttered, and grabbed my neck and pulled me into a passionate kiss, right there over the bar. The restaurant and the rest of the world became inconsequential at that one kiss. His tongue. “She’s at that lesbian massage parlor she led the protest against,” Clint continued. “That’s where she is right now. She’s there, getting teased. Touched. Pleasured.”Mr. Armstrong trembled. “Why are you showing me this?”“I want to know what you’re going to do about it,” Clint said. “Are you going to be a man? Are you going to rule your wife? You’re a Christian, Mr. Armstrong. You’re supposed to be the head of your household. Look at your wife. Look at how wanton she’s become. Time for you to. More

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