He played with my belly button for a quite long time. He then one by one inserted all of his five fingers in my belly button to its end. I felt he was...trying to check which finger was fitting the best. By the time he could get the perfect fit, my journey was at its end. He was forced to drop my since we were very close to my house. But I can clearly see the disappointment on his face for the lack of time he got. But I could think all these disappointment will backfire me pretty badly during my. Because it is, in many ways. Don't suspend the tests,just...." Yara used a fey gesture she'd learned recently. It was a kata,expressing the fey equivalent to existentialism.Yara sat at the end of the dock with her feet in the water. She'd takenher boots off to examine her feet.They were fully healed. Even the scar tissue was minimal.The water was icy cold, but it helped clear her mind.The cat appeared by her side. Yara scratched it behind its ears. Shesubvocalized to speak with the haus. So who do you think this car belongs to? To you? Yes, very good. This is my car. So if you don?t mind, would you get out of the driver seat of my Porsche, and sit down on the passenger seat. They exchanged places.Ok Robert, not being able to drive a car really must affect your confidence. From now on I want you to feel inferior whenever you are in the presence of a person who can drive a car, and especially if it?s a woman. Owning and driving a car is a club you just don?t belong to. I?m going. Before I go on, I must explain her name is Sue and she`s a short chubby little maid of shall we say middle age, who I`ve known for a while on here, she has lesbian tendencies nowadays, though that matters not in this tale, and at the time this is set she was just14, and a naive puppy fat lass learning about life. Knowing the penalty for this indiscretion if she had been a boy would be six of the best, it was with some trepidation she knocked on the secretaries door, neatly sign-written Miss.