“How?”“I don’t know, it just feels worse,” Tonya sulked.“When he calls you a brat, it makes you feel like he’s treating you like a child...” Janie offered.“Yeah!” Tonya said.“And when it’s accidental, it seems like that’s how he actually feels, and has been lying about seeing you as an adult,” Janie continued.Tonya pointed enthusiastically to Janie while staring pointedly at Caine. “That!”Caine nodded in understanding. “Fair enough. I’ll try not to be an asshole on accident.”“And perhaps find a. Harold drove onto the interstate, glancing at the directions he hadscrawled on paper the previous day after questioning one of Jennifer's friendson the phone. The club was called "Rox" andlocated downtown. Haroldparked on the street. Breathing a deep sigh, he climbed out of the vehicle.After putting coins in the meter, he walked to the club entrance and stood inline. After the bouncer checked his ID, he walked down the nearly pitch-blackhallway, straightening his glasses. The warm air vibrated. Can you imagine what it was like for a woman on her own to lie on her back in the darkness and deliberately and submissively expose her naked spreadeagled body to the caress and exploration of three pairs of hands? And allow three unseen men to touch her intimately? Ah, it was the stuff of dreams for me. Their soft explorative touch simply added spice to my fantasy.Fingertips wandered freely over my face, neck, breasts, nipples, belly, fanny and thighs. Nervous but erotic excitement ran through. This was something I was used to. Something I knew how to work and please. His hairs felt good on my fist as I wrapped my hand around his still-soft dick. I stroked him for a bit before I reached my other hand under and started fondling his balls. It felt good when he grabbed that hand as a reassurance to keep doing that. I stroked his cock and fondled his balls for a little while. His penis had grown from a nice 4 inches to a semi hard 5 and a half inches. Still not all the way hard, but for.