His Mother expected her to fail, and she didn't want her to screw up her own precious law career in the process. Tom's Mother was ashamed of Jane, and...didn't want her anywhere near her place of work."I see." Tom replied curtly."Well, good. I guess we have a little celebrating to do. Tom, why don't you get that bottle of wine from the fridge and we'll make a toast." His Mother changed the subject and moved to get three wine glasses.Tom glanced over and saw a look of anger and resentment flash. I may just have to sit with my arm around you as we visit then,” I teased. Again I saw the strand of M's appear, this time in capitol letters. I chuckled and added another line of text, “I hope you remember you promised to wear a nice skirt or dress,” again teasing her to think I might actually be bold enough to touch her intimate parts in public.“You're so naughty,” she texted back quickly and then added another line of her own, “Yes, I will remember, and just so you know it is nice and loose. Which are not that many. To Tim, this feels so right. It is arousing him many times more than when he was with a woman. Tim knows in part that he and Abbie have been taking their time moving to this point. Allowing them to learn so many ways to pleasure each other as they work their way up to this.Tim looks into Abbie’s eyes as they hold the play for a minute. Tim leans and kisses her again. This time Abbie throws her arms around Tim’s neck and pulls him to her. “Tim, thank you, this is. . then I'm going to make you feel very, very good. Would you like me to make you feel good, Brandy?" She managed to speak, now, in a very small voice. "Yes, please."As my hands brushed back up across her breasts, I took her nipples in between my thumbs and the second knuckles of my forefingers, and began to tug and twist them, while pressing my thigh up more firmly against her center, and she moaned. "If you're a good girl... if you do as you're told... then I'm going to make you come until you.