Kimberly reached for the hand mirror and told him to set the other mirror just behind her and to her side. Alex positioned it as she directed.
“Good. Now kneel behind me.”
“You’re going to watch TV?”
“Maybe. I don’t know. I might want to keep you back there awhile.”
Alex knelt and crawled into position behind her. As he inched his face closer, Kimberly’s words rang more and more true, his love and lust for her ass as a symbol of his adoration and devotion became its literal counterpart of his subservience to her and her power over him, as his face approached. This was the difference Kimberly explained to her friends occurring in Alex’s mind measurably as the proximity diminished.
“Stay there, while I can still see your face.”
Alex pulled back and turned to the mirror. Kimberly’s fa
