If you haven’t heard Hava Nagilah done the way WE do it with the Greater Alabama Classical Klezmer Cajun Band, you failed to experience life in its ...ullest. Kara’s violin and Johanna’s flute, okay ... Dan 1.0’s guitar, okay ... Started off-track with Stoney’s banjo. Oh, can’t forget the other half of the Kara unit – Bert, who fiddles note for note with HIS Jewish bride.Dances. Poor Sim has never been comfortable dancing, but he took his turn with our princess.She, on the other hand... Those. I drank mine. She doctored hers pretty thoroughly with creamer and two sugars. She made a face as she drank it. I knew it was strong. That was the way I liked my coffee, hot and strong.I said, “What’s your name?”“Alice. Alice Wi-Wilcox. The way she stumbled over her last name. I doubted that it was real. She seemed unused to that last name.“Okay, Alice. Let’s get some answers. Who or what were you running from?”She took a breath which, considering the state of her blouse, was impressive. “My. With one hand she pulled my left ass cheek aside and, with the other, smeared the lube onto my waiting asshole. The lube felt cool against my vulnerable ass and a shiver went through my entire body at the sensation. Then Claire slipped a finger inside me, working the lube into me. She continued to stroke herself as she fingered my ass for about thirty seconds. The feeling made my own cock grow a little.Claire pulled her finger out and moved up behind me. She planted her feet just over shoulder. “I really love you. When I tell I love you it’s because I actually do love you Taylor.” I tell her.I hold her gently feeling her chest heave as she sobs with her face buried against my neck. I run my hand through her hair trying to comfort her, I would be stroking her back as well but I don’t want to touch the welts on her back for fear of hurting her.“There is something left that I want to do.” I tell Taylor gently moving her off of my lap when she has stopped crying and has recovered. I.