Lorie nodded, "True. I'm glad you see that. I like having sex with you, but I don't want to steal any of your time away from Samantha."
"There is one other thing to consider. I'm a jealous man. If you agree to my soul bond, either we are fucking and you never touch another man ever again. Or I reset you to just before we had sex, and we talk about a platonic arrangement."
"I assumed you would be a normal guy in that regard. As long as we can have sex once every few weeks, I'll be happy."
"There are two modifications I typically make to soul bonds with women. One is to pull them close enough so that we can sense each other's emotions, and the other is to form a gated mental connection, one where the woman has control over my access and all I can sense are surface thoughts."
"Is that what you did with Samantha?"
