The fact that Janet did still have one of her own children livingwith her was some comfort, but it also reminded her that Lindsay wasjust as estranged...from the rest of the family as she herself was- andJanet continued to blame herself for that."Jeez, Ellie, you- you have a LOT of shit," Sade complained as shehauled a heavy box up the stairs into her flat."It's not too much, is it?" Ellie asked cautiously. "Like, there will beroom, right?" Oh- sure, yeah," Sade replied. "I wasn't complaining. I imagine one hand holding my wrists above my head as his other creeps between my legs. I don’t have to dream up the wetness he’ll feel between my legs because by now my dream alone has made me drenched. He would rip away my panties, forcing his knee between my legs. The rough texture of his jeans would abrade my soft skin only adding friction, torment, and an increasing ache. The hold on my wrist tightens as I ride his leg, trying desperately to gain some form of satisfaction. A satisfaction. . interested in me,” Liz said. “He was constantly inviting me to visit him for ... sex. I always told him no. My excuse was that I wasn’t going to Colombia for any reason. He ... he was reluctant to leave Colombia. He had most of the police force on his payroll so he was protected in his district. We’re not talking Cali or Medellin. It wasn’t a major cartel for U.S. distribution. It was mostly the Caribbean and some of the other South American cities – Le Paz and Santiago in Chile. He didn’t. The woman was clearly an older lady -- probably about 50 ish with typical porn star looks.I gasped suddenly quite embarrassed.'Sorry to surprise you Carol' he said. 'But I've fancied you ever since I can remember. I shouldn't do this.... But I can't help it. I just couldn't waste a chance like this. You never know, my luck might be in.''Jesus Dan. I'm old enough to be your mother. I'm 53 years old. I'm sure you can get someone younger.' I was slightly flattered. He was nice looking and polite..