As his main target began to be touched, a light stroke was given as a start. Where he could feel Beatrice becoming more and more resigned to his every action. "Look into the mirror, Bee," she said. "Don't keep your eyes closed."

"Ah," Beatrice sighed softly, but did as her husband asked. Which was where the fingers had been, soaked from Samuel's own mouth.

"See what I can do for you." The finger began to enter Beatrice's hole without further permission. Beatrice's eyes bulged, completely ...