I move you away and unzip your dress, letting it fall to the floor and I stand for a second, loving looking at you in your bra and panties then bringi...g you close to me and hugging you for a minute, both of us enjoying the feeling of skin on skin as we hold each other. I reach behind your back and unclip your bra and it falls to the floor. I kiss each nipple in turn then greedily suck on each boob enjoying the feeling of your soft flesh pushed up against my face.I kneel down I front of you and. “Leila wrote Alejandra. She, her husband, and their two sons.”“Two now?” I asked. “Not wasting any time!”“She had them about as close together as possible. Now she’s back to work full-time. They have a live-in nanny AND a live-in maid who is also a cook.”“Of course they do,” I chuckled. “And I bet you anything Leila banned her husband’s mother from the house.”“I can’t imagine her playing second fiddle to anyone,” Trent said.“Exactly.”“Are we going to play cards or gossip like a bunch of women?”. I pull her into me with my hand at her throat. I begin to finger her once more, and I gently dig my teeth into the nape of her neck. Soon she begins to beg me to fuck her in a heavy, breathy whisper. Not just yet, I tell her in her ear with a quick nibble.I pull my fingers from inside her and flip her back over onto her stomach. I take hold of the back or her hair and begin to tease her asshole with my tongue. I rub her clit again at the same time. She loves it and grabs my hand from off of her. Though I fluctuated back and forth for a while... between himand her... Epiphany and Mathew... though my mother always called meMaddie.And now here I am today, may years later, lying on the beach in astring bikini, planning to write about my life in New York City back inthe early 1980s... when everybody was young and free... but findingmyself distracted instead by these fantasies of me and that sexualvampire Jeffery Epstein... the point being that I'm still a mixed-up-crazy-twisted-boy-girl.