When the hole was deep enough, Cien climbed out slowly and looked down. He had the most sincere wish that he could burry himself right along with her....For a long moment he couldn’t breathe through the pain in his chest. Would that pain always be there when he thought of her? A memory of her smiling and happy flashed through his mind. How her raven’s dark hair shone in the light, how her eyes sparkled as she beat him in a fair fight. With a sad shake of his head he turned to the cottage and. She reached for hers and went through the same routine, throwing water on her face when she was done."So," she said, continuing the original conversation, "Four days after a weak feeding and I lost control." I wouldn't say that," Rob rebutted. "I think the situation was very emotionally charged and we both lost control. Besides, I liked it. I could have done without the distress it caused you, but look..." he turned to display his back, " ... no scars. Not a single mark on me. And you certainly. "Are you ready?" I asked from outside the bedroom."Yes, you can come in."Dot was lying in bed. She had the sheets pulled up under her chin, and she was holding onto them tightly. I slipped into bed and moved close enough to Dot so that my hard dick touched her thigh.I tried to pull the sheets from Dot's grasp, but she held on.I told Dot a white lie, "Please, Dot, I want to go down on you, and I am claustrophobic. I can't go under the sheets."I tried to pull the sheets again. Dot held on, but. They are educated and directed andpushed to be leaders. On the other hand little girls start out asleaders they are bossy and controlling and are taught to take a backstage to boys, to let them lead and are put down for being dominant. Sothe natural tendency is for females to lead and males to follow so oursociety is really screwed up and yet they are the ones that cry foul.??Ma?am did your son want to be a girl???I raised my son as a girl, he has never worn male attire. His oldersister helped.