With a sigh I lay my head on his chest and his hands move to my sides, lightly ticking me. "Don't! You know how ticklish I am!" I squeal, slapping his...hands away from my sides. "Gracie Marie Beottcher!" he rumbles teasingly, flipping me so I am under him, my arms around his neck. "Kiss me," I whimper, my fingers lacing in his soft hair. "Whatever your heart desires, baby girl," he whispers before our lips meet, his tongue almost instantly sliding over my bottom lip as if asking for access. I. You can talk yourself sick. Goodbye!"Why I agreed to go, I don't know. What did I expect to do besides hear more words that would hurt and wound. She had hurt me enough already even without knowing what she had done. Why punish myself more? Maybe, because, deep down inside, I was hoping that this was all a mistake, a misunderstanding, a bad dream that I would wake from soon? Even though I knew better, my subconscious wasn't giving up. Even with the love gone, pride forced me to hope for. Stan immediately called Fix, "Yo Fix! Phase two is a go!" They hung up after finalizing a few details of Phase two. Stan smiled mischievously to himself, ‘you'll get what's coming to you bitch!' he thought as he got into his car and drove off. ********************** As always, she had on an overcoat as she walked into the room and struck her trademark pose, giving him time to wonder what naughty surprise lay under that cloak of respectability. He knew it would be a different treat this. ... Lynne:it feels great! Francisco:you have me hard now... Lynne:why can't you be here now Francisco:I would love to be there so you could take care of my hard cock.... Lynne:i would definitely take care of it Lynne:i want to feel it sooo bad Francisco:I would enjoy rubbing your clit with the tip of it.... Lynne:i love when you do that Francisco:when you get here on friday...you can lay down and open your legs so I can rub it with my cock.... Lynne:i can't wait! Francisco:you still with your.