” I unlocked my door and led the way in. My dog of course jumped all over us before I led him in to the spare room that had his food and water and c...osed the door to keep him in there. “Sorry about that. He's very excitable.” “It's fine,” he said as he sat on the couch. “Did you enjoy your night?” “Very much.” I sat next to him. I twisted my body to face him. This made my skirt ride up a little more but after this morning it really wasn't anything he hadn't seen before. “I hope you had a good. “She has a whole laundry list of convoluted reasons for it so if you want to know more than that you’ll have to ask her.”Jen looked at the table.“I’m sure I’m one of the reasons,” she said sadly. “I’m so sorry, Brock. I am so ashamed at the way I acted that night. Do you think it’ll make any difference if I promise to behave myself?”Brock shook his head.Not in the way you think, he thought.“I doubt it,” he said finally. “I don’t think that really entered into her decision. She says there are. He pulls my bra down revealing my nipples and he starts caressing the, tweeking my nipples as he goes. Bastard! He knows that nipple play goes straight to my clit. I’m moaning already and he hasn’t even entered me yet. Oh god… he WILL enter me…won’t he? What if he just builds me up and walks off? He’s done that before and it was absolute torture. After a solid 20 minutes of nipple play and the occasional clit stroke master gets on his knees and licks my pussy. My eyes flutter as he works his. You're getting to be as bad, Bonita. I hear you constantly start and stop something that's coming to you. You'll have it in your head before you begin to let it out one of these days."I had all the Lucky Lady Blues Band help me put one of the new pieces together after lunch that day. I know I went through a ream of paper printing and reprinting the score for the group. I knew that if they could play the piece, I would be able to hear it and modify it to make it marketable. Elmer played the most.