"Called us every damn name under the sun." And we just stood there and laughed, Pa," Seth said. "You shoulda seen us."Harlan smiled, shifting the pick...p into second gear as they neared the crest of a steep hill. "Piss on her, eh? Well, I guess you young 'uns could afford to chuckle at her mean-mouthing and name-calling after you'd pissed on her."He shifted the truck back into third, and they coasted down the backside of the hill."Pissed on her and down her throat," Seth said."Down her throat?". Now her feminine nectar really started to flow, soaking my lips and chin. I was lapping up her feminine juices like a kitten with its first saucer of milk. She begged me to rise up and kiss her…I did and was shocked by what she had to say. “It tastes much better to sample my juices off your face than off my fingers,” she stated. With that statement I knew a dormant desire in her had been awakened. Dying embers of desire had been fanned into the inferno we now shared. I sat up on my. I said, "I'm proud of you. You earned this. You deserve it. And after you leave here today, you'll be in a place where you can be yourself. Mr. Buchanan won't be around to make you feel like a criminal for being yourself."Her eyes shuttled quickly to one side and she whispered, "Evelyn and Tasha are coming back." She gave my arm an extra squeeze and, looking down, she sent me a secret smile. "Thank you, hon."Within five minutes the cathedral-like walls rang out with the echoes of the departure. "It's just we grew up speaking so much Spanish at home that she and I still do it whenever we talk, except when other people are around – but I spaced it." Don't worry about it!" The older woman smiled and waved her hand dismissively. "I've picked up just enough Spanish from dealing with patients to know you weren't saying bad things about me," she teased. "But I am curious now why you spoke so much Spanish at home. I thought you grew up in Chicago." I did," Rachel admitted, "but my sister and.