I was so close to discovering secrets kept for over fifty years; to be thwarted now would be to shatter me."I think not, Mr Johanssen," Stevens replie...."Very well then," Johanssen said. "I'm sure you are the expert on these matters." Observing my nervousness he addressed me directly again: "You needn't be concerned, Mr Barrow. The experience is at worst unsettling, but it is by no means unpleasant."A very quiet "Hear, hear" came from across the table, followed by a muted chorus or. I could tell she still had a crush on me. So after talking for a while we found time to hang out and watch a movie one night. As we were sitting there watching the movie we got closer and closer to each other till she was laying in my arms. As we each got more comfortable I decided to work my hand down her pants. I was sitting on the couch with my legs open and she was sitting between them with her back on my chest so it was easy to slip my hand between her legs. As I rubbed her clit I could. She now stood completely naked, one knee bent in front of the other, foot arched, toes pointing, and her arms hung limply by her sides, displaying her utter powerlessness."Step forward, kneel before me, and bow your head, slut." Mark was doing great!When Sue complied, he maintained tradition perfectly, positioning his rock-hard dick on top of her head, thus demonstrating the primacy of the male erection over the female brain. And now, the Question: "Why are you here, bitch?"Sue didn't miss a. They hit it off right from the start, which was odd, as they weren't at all alike, nor so far distant that the difference itself was an attraction. They just seemed to like to be together.Susan recognized part of it as an emerging maternal instinct in Barbara, sparked by the childlike wonder that Cindy always managed to exude. That was fine. Susan felt much of that herself. She was evolving herself to where she felt much the same feeling towards the earth. Sometimes she even felt old, which was.