Mom inspected me candidly beforedropping her fork. "Shoes aren't your only problem," she respondedfrankly. "Come with me," she commanded, taking my ...pper arm in herhand. At the kitchen door, she paused and turned back. "You get on towork, Clement. There's no need for both of us to be late. I'll handlethis."That was when I noticed that Dad had just been staring numbly at mesince I'd entered the kitchen. He stood up, and he and Mom had one ofthose mute exchanges that married people have. . .. You mean to tell me that you're so prissy and straight-laced that you won't let my friend have a couple of kisses? I don't believe this!"Robert was getting worked up and Beth desperately wanted to calm him down and get back on his good side."Honey, I was just asking. Don't be angry. ... Of course I'll let Michael kiss me if that's something you really want. Just don't be mad at me, ok?"Somewhat mollified, Robert pouted a little. "Now you've got me worried that you're gonna be all uptight and. He was determined to give Evan?s brother what he needed. By the 30th strike, Evan barely responded. His head lay against his chest and his breathing was shallow and rapid. Matt misinterpreted the signs and figured he should ramp up the torture to get reactions like he saw earlier. Matt stood back and looked over the mess of torn flesh on Evan?s chest and stomach and then looked a little further south. He had an idea how to get the reaction Evan would want.For the next blow, Matt carefully. I hold it with a soft but firm grip. "Cindy says they're not too tight, ' I tell the phone, as I give her breast a gentle squeeze as if to test its ... texture? Weight? (Who the fuck knows!) If her butt was deliciously firm — and it was — believe me, it was! — then her boob is best described as succulently soft.And then I do a stupid thing.It shows I am not thinking.I lean to her face and try to kiss her on the lips. She turns her head away. I kiss her cheek instead. Her cheek is silky smooth..