Especially since they are here because they want to be with me.Who is this today? Too tall to be Paulina Anne and too skinny to be Sally Mae.Whoever i... was wore cotton pajama shorts. I was pretty sure it was a girl since their hair smelled of strawberry shampoo. It was a higher perfume than the cheap dollar shampoo in the gallon bottle. Of course it wasn't as bold and fragrant as the spa level shampoos that had a scent strong enough to overpower the various chemicals they put in to make it do. "I said, "Well you were only 10 at the time."She laughed and said, "I know it's silly but I've been in love with you for a long time. Tell you the truth, I wasn't that pissed. I was just happy you were paying attention to me."I laughed, "I'm glad you weren't that pissed." I raised my wine glass and offered a toast, "To old friends and new lovers." She smiled and I saw a tear in her eye. She met my glass with hers and drank her wine. She was going to say something but couldn't form the words for. The gentle suckle on her tits turned into a rough bite, the small circles on her clit turned into a pinch, and the light choking became far harsher. Robin screamed her orgasm- and somehow managed to stay completely still despite it.Nami was pleasantly surprised. "Who owns you?" You do mistress," Robin choked out, perhaps hoping the admission would get Nami to let go of her throat. It didn't. Nami continued to clamp down until Robin laid unconscious. The last thing Robin felt before trailing off. She smacked her lips in the mirror. The shading was understated, but noticeable. She drew in the faintest hint of eyeliner — nice. Before she called Daniel she read his entries in past reunion books. The pages practically bled with his litany of jobs and layoffs, his marriage and fatherhood and . . . that’s where the story ended at the last reunion. She checked around for the latest news from other officers, and learned about the divorce. Laurie had even skimmed the CD of hundreds digital.