” ”Let’s go. Mince, sissy.” Keeping her arms down straight at her sides, she began the same walk again, only this time with her arms straight ...own, fingers pointed outward, in a manner befitting some sort of walking Barbie doll. ”Prance, sissy.” As she got to the end, she suddenly lifted her arms up. Turning, she held them up as her hands flopped from side to side. ”Mince, sissy.” Back down went the hands, the arms swinging stiffly back and forth. ”Prance, sissy.” Again with the dangling. He gave her what she needed, craved. He worshiped her, loved her, gave her ecstasy because she deserved it. And then he took his pleasure in her. Then he used her and received all the delights of her body. She would do anything for him.Just like my women would do anything for me.My tongue licked through her fresh-tasting folds. Her cream coated my tongue and throat. I licked and lapped at her, nuzzling through her delights. I rooted through her, my tongue fluttering. I stirred through her with. " And was he a good kisser?" Mom laughed with a little twinkle in her eye.I wondered if she saw us in the doorway but that comment left littledoubt that she did indeed see our goodnight kiss. "Mom! Were you spyingon me? That's so mean." No. Honestly, I wasn't spying on you. I was just sitting here readingwaiting for you to come home but when you came in you had the door wideopen so I couldn't help but notice. So, see, I wasn't spying on you. Iwould not do that to you. I trust you. But since I. I turned and sat at the table while Kristy served me the food. Shesat next to me, took my hand and told me I looked beautiful. She thenwent to the food and acted like nothing was wrong. I ate my meal and shepicked up the dishes. I tried to help but she told me, "Now I don't wantmy girlfriend to mess up her makeup do we? Just sit there. I'll take careof everything." She busily did the dishes while I had some more coffee.My lipstick marks on the mug sent a shiver down my spine. This was.