Part of her wished he had never come looking for her because of all the emotions it had stirred up. Part of her wished he wouldn't have left. She sat ...y the window of her apartment for hours, hoping he'd come back, wondering if she could have forced herself to talk to him. Jeff was a very good man, this was incredibly unfair to him and she knew it. How could he have any idea what she wanted when she didn't know herself?Paige had tried to help, but Sarah had been angry with her sister for. He grinds against, me teasing me with his growing bulge. I moan as he attaches nipple clamps to my aching nipples. Gently tugging on the chain as his other hand presses and caresses my clit.His desire growing more as he bites down on my neck; I moan in delight. He pulls away from me telling me to stay. Not moving an inch, I hear his zipper coming down. His pants hit the ground and I feel him coming closer. I feel his presence, as he grabs a flogger off the table.I hear it snap through the air. . you and Oke in the camper, right?”“What do you think, Papa Oke?” I asked. “Sound like a good plan to you?” He just grinned and patted his wife.“Well, we should do it while it’s still light out. We’re all going to our favorite restaurant tonight,” I said.As we were getting up, I watched Gypsy motion to Wendy to draw a card and show it to her. Gypsy nodded her head and set the deck of cards on the coffee table. She glanced at me and headed for the front door with her husband. Everyone moved to. The atmosphere seemed more akin to a thanksgiving reunion than a traditional funeral, many of the ‘mourners’ having dressed-up for the occasion; eager to show how well they were doing in life.This was Clive’s first funeral affair and the venue that also catered for corporate meetings and weddings, he found somewhat intimidating.Clive had been coerced into attending by his mother who was unable to attend what was her brother’s funeral. Her health was simply not up to the long journey. But her.