In his dream, he could feel the heat of the sun upon him, the sweat on his forehead running down his face as he lay with eyes closed on the lounge cha...r on the back patio. He could also feel the cool condensation that had formed on the aluminum as he blindly reached for the next can of nectar he had come to rely upon to help him make it through the day. And he could feel the throbbing beat of the teenaged-girl's music coming from the next yard.The memories of that afternoon played out before. She violated your trust. So why see her now? She told you the reasons, and you felt they weren’t that good enough, right?”Kara’s tone wasn’t accusatory, but questioning. She was trying to feel me out for what I really thought.“I thought they weren’t. But Jennie pointed out that I needed to talk it out with Jennifer, for my sake, for Jennifer’s sake, and, Kara, for your sake. Jennie felt I needed closure, like I had with Birgit, or it would always bother me. And then, someday, if Jennifer and I. Little was said as we rode in silence. At the hotel, I removed her clothes and got into the shower with her. She was still very quiet. I washed her all over and cleaned her abused pussy. I toweled dried her and applied body lotion. I thought she felt really bad, so I was trying to ease her emotional stress. We got into bed nude and cuddled. I love cuddling with her, skin to skin, just listening to her heart beat. We lay there entwined for a while and I felt her reach out and take hold of my. Welcome to Bianchi's. Would you like anything to drink?" the woman asked in a slightly accented voice."Good morning, Amina. I would absolutely love a mug of your delicious hot chocolate." Rachel said warmly.Amina nodded with a smile and then turned to Smerelda."And for you Mdme.?" Oh, pish posh, no need to stand on formality, Miss Amina. I'll have a cup of tea if you have it." Smerelda told her."Of course." Amina said just before she was lifted off her feet by a pair of masculine arms from.