This one stood with her head held tall, confident in the knowledge I wanted her body more than I wanted oxygen. I had the strongest urge to dominate her and work her until she begged for me to let her come. But I knew her. And I liked that she would never be that submissive. I could try to own her body, but I instinctively knew she’d always give as good as she got. That was always the way with the two of us. I gave her shit. She gave me hell.
