He’d established his control over her that quickly and calmly, without a word, with just that simple gesture of ownership. XXX It had felt this before and it scared punana. —
Daisy’s body shook as she came again. She’d taped her ears flat against her head and fashioned stretchers for her nostrils to get some tiny, tiny feeling of what her character was going through. Today, she wanted to prove she was stronger than her obsession, stronger than her own urges. The ping-pong game continued – he wrote, she sent him pictures, he wrote some more. Or making love. Then, she lowered her head, leaned against the sink and cried.
