After briefly checking my reflection in the mirror I found myselfstaring at the array of perfumes, potions and make-up brushes that werescattered acro...s the top of this table. For a brief second I alsocaught myself wondering what it would be like to have one of thosemake-up brushes dragged across my face.I quickly shook of this train of thought and, after a brief inspectionof my mum's range of hairbrushes, I selected the one which looked as ifit was closest in style and shape to the brush which. So I went and was waiting for her she came in a car and told me to sit inside the car, than she drive me to back road where no one comes mostly.We both were sitting in the car and were talking to each other and in the talk I just tried my luck and played with hairs and fingers , than I just kissed on her cheek and she also kissed me on my cheeks. Than I just pulled her close and kissed her lips and she was shock with it . She told me what was it , you know am married and this is not good . I. "I just want to know ... is this something normal?" What the fuck is she talking about?" Richie said.Before Diane could snap at him to be quiet, Debby's reply was interrupted by a shrill chorus of "Mommymommymommy!"Debby turned and gave an indulgent smile to a little girl bounding up to her. "Yes, Susan, what is it?" Susan?!" Diane cried.Richie smirked. "Heh. She was cute as a kid."Much of little Susan's excited words were cut off by their short exchange, and Debby stopped the rest with a firm. I had come to prison for Sarah, for love really, and on the very first day of my proper sentence, the demon-in-chief had fallen in love with me! Not that it stopped the extreme sex, nor much of the violence, but in private, she allowed me affection and a safe word. For this, I gave her everything. I put my life into her big, hard hands. I told her everything about myself from birth to the moment we met. Steve was intrigued by my privileged life, but even more by my sexual history. My revelatory.