<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs39/i/2009/001/d/3/Femme_Fatale_by_SableSinCyr.jpg)</div><br/>It was no secret that Jackie liked to watch and watching Marc was one of her favorite pastimes.<br/><br/>Despite his cruel actions, there was nothing of the bully about him. Nothing as crude as a rough show of force. He was a tempest wrapped in muscle, just a culmination of nature’s wrath.<br/><br/>She liked thunder storms. So she could be forgiven for doing her own form of a rain dance. The one that ended in their toys fucking up and inheriting the wind. Her fingers once coy and teasing, suddenly found new purpose and she rubbed her knuckle against Jasmine’s clit.<br/><br/>The girl had been too composed after all. She was doing too well under their tutelage. That would just lead to praise and climax. It was too soon in the night for that.<br/>