I tugged her back into motion and we raced down the stairs, leaving through the back door. She stopped and, bending, threw up again.Glancing up and do...n the alley, I waited for her to finish heaving, then took her icy hand and led her away.“He’s dead!” she exclaimed.Waving down a cab, I said, “Not now. We’ll talk about it when we’re back at the hotel.”Three cabs later, we entered the hotel. In our room, I poured Callie a glass of white wine, thinking it might be good for shock.She drank, then. “You will empty your ship and leave this city immediately,” he bellowed at me.“I can hardly leave immediately and empty my ship. The two actions are not synonymous,” I said languidly.“What?” he shrieked.“My ship will take at least a day to empty. So I can’t leave immediately. So the orders conflict,” I said more slowly as if I was explaining something to a person who had difficulty understand me.He made some unintelligible noises then spat out, “Just do as I have commanded.”“I also can’t leave. Suddenly, it all stopped.The mouth, the tongue, the lips all broke contact, and I was left to spasm and dry in the air. 'Oh god please...please' was all I could croak out.For the first time a hand, strong fingers, took hold of my balls and lifted them away from the wall surface. I felt an odd smooth line slide up behind my scrotum, then close quickly around my cock behind my balls. An odd clicking noise accompanied this new sensation, but I couldn't identify the sensation. The hand now grasped. "I'm not finished," she said, sitting perfectly still in the rocker, her eyes unwavering."Okay, you want to talk. I'll listen." It's not that simple. You have to participate."I patted the center cushion again and watched her chin quiver, like she was squelching a laugh. "I'll participate." Have you been in love?"Why was she putting me through this? My inclination was to get up and walk out. Something was moving in the pit of my stomach, like it did when I was playing defense, trying to.
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