Peyton's Pleasure (142 page)

“
You
don
’
t
und
e
r
st
a
nd.
I
t
’
s
not
m
y li
fe
s
t
y
le
e
ith
e
r
.
I
don
’
t
w
a
nt
a
f
ull
D/s
li
fe
.
I
’
m
a
dom
i
n
a
nt
a
nd
will
a
lw
a
y
s
b
e
th
a
t
w
a
y
,
but
I don
’
t w
a
nt
the
re
sponsibili
t
y of
a
sl
a
ve
or
a
f
ull
-
time
submissiv
e
.
I like
a
c
h
a
ll
e
n
g
e
a
nd
the
v
ar
i
e
t
y th
a
t
som
e
one
with
th
e
ir
own
mind
b
r
in
g
s
to the
t
a
bl
e
.
Th
a
t
’
s
w
h
y
I
like
y
ou,
w
h
y I
f
e
ll
in
love
with
y
ou.
You
k
e
e
p

me
on
m
y to
e
s,
but
y
ou
r
e
spond
so
w
e
ll
to
m
e
,
t
o
o.”
He
took
both
h
e
r h
a
nds in his
a
nd h
e
ld th
e
m.

“
Th
e
r
e’
s
not
f
i
g
ht
b
e
tw
e
e
n
us,
a
nd
th
ere’
s
no
p
re
di
c
t
a
bili
t
y
th
a
t
if I
t
e
ll
y
ou
to
su
c
k
m
y
di
c
k
th
a
t
y
ou
will
f
a
ll
on
y
o
ur
kn
ee
s
a
nd
do
it
e
v
e
r
y
tim
e
.”
H
e
b
e
nt d
o
wn
a
nd kiss
e
d h
e
r
kn
u
c
k
l
e
s.

“
I
e
nj
o
y
w
a
t
c
hi
n
g
y
our
fac
e
wh
e
n
y
ou
c
ome
a
n
d
how
y
ou
m
a
k
e those little kitt
e
nish
noi
s
e
s
wh
e
n
y
o
u
’r
e
c
los
e
.
I w
a
nt
to
be t
h
e on
l
y m
a
n
who
e
v
e
r
h
e
ar
s
th
a
t
fr
om
y
ou.
I w
a
nt
to
k
n
ow
y
ou
w
a
nt
me
a
s mu
c
h
a
s
I
n
e
e
d
y
ou.”

Pe
y
ton
c
los
e
d
h
e
r
e
y
e
s.
“W
h
a
t if
I
c
a
n
’
t
g
ive
y
ou
a
ll of
th
a
t
?
”

“
I
b
e
li
e
v
e
y
ou
ca
n.
I
t
h
ink
y
ou
’
r
e
s
c
are
d
r
i
g
ht
now,
but
g
ive
it some
tim
e
.
J
u
s
t
don
’
t
s
h
ut
me
out.
L
e
t
’
s
g
ive
it
a
t
r
y
a
nd
s
e
e
h
o
w
it wo
r
ks,
Pe
y
ton. At l
e
a
st
give
us a
c
h
a
n
c
e
to
f
ind o
u
t.”

Pe
y
ton
pull
e
d
h
e
r
h
a
nds
fr
om
his
a
nd
c
limb
e
d
o
v
e
r
him
to
st
a
nd
b
y the
w
a
ll.
S
he
tu
r
n
e
d
h
e
r
b
ac
k
a
nd
l
e
a
n
e
d
a
g
a
i
nst
it.
S
o
mu
c
h
w
e
nt th
r
ou
g
h
h
e
r
mind.
I
t
a
ll
sound
e
d
so
possibl
e
.
S
he b
a
ng
e
d
the
b
ac
k
o
f h
e
r
h
ea
d
a
g
a
inst the
w
a
ll twi
ce
, th
e
n si
g
h
e
d.

“
I
’
ll
t
r
y
.
Th
a
t
’
s
a
ll
I
ca
n
p
r
omis
e
.
I
’
m
not
g
oi
n
g
to
p
re
t
e
nd.
I
’
m still not
c
onvin
ce
d a
p
e
r
m
a
n
e
nt
re
l
a
tionship will wo
r
k, but
I
’
ll t
r
y
.”

R
y
k
e
r
c
limb
e
d
b
ac
k
to
his
fee
t
a
nd
smil
e
d.
He
g
r
a
bb
e
d
h
e
r
a
nd twi
r
l
e
d h
e
r
a
r
ound the
r
o
om until she
fe
lt di
z
z
y
.

“
Th
a
t
’
s
e
no
u
g
h
o
r
I
’
m
g
o
ing
to b
a
r
f
on
y
ou.”

“
Don
’
t
w
a
nt
th
a
t.
I
h
a
ve
a
mu
c
h
b
e
tt
e
r
id
e
a
th
a
n
b
arf
i
n
g
.”
R
y
k
er
pi
c
k
e
d h
e
r
up
a
nd th
re
w
h
e
r
ov
e
r
his should
e
r
.

Pe
y
ton
l
e
t
out
a
st
ar
tl
e
d
y
e
lp
a
nd
g
ra
b
b
e
d
hold
of
the
b
ac
k
of
his

j
ea
ns.
He
ca
r
r
i
e
d
h
e
r
into
the
b
e
d
r
oom
a
nd
d
r
o
p
p
e
d
h
e
r
a
ss
f
i
r
st
onto the
m
a
tt
re
ss. He
b
e
g
a
n
p
ulling
o
f
f
his
c
loth
e
s.