Ingrid saves me."Thank you Claire. Is there something specific you'd like to unburden this afternoon?" Uh," I feel stupid. "No, YES, um, probably..." ... don't know how to proceed. "Maybe, I should listen first."Ingrid nods. I can take regular breaths after that.A pretty, dark skinned, short woman dressed in a thin sarong is next in the circle."My name is Visthi Threepa, and I have been under my son's control for five years."I cannot believe that a woman so young looking could have a son old. He can’t believe he got to see something so magnificent, what a gorgeous sight; it would be much more pleasant if he could join in. “Wait…don’t leave.” A softer voice calls to him. “D-do, you want me to join?” “No, we want you to leave, of course you idiot, why would we say, don’t leave if we wanted you to leave?” “I guess I jump to conclusions a bit too quickly.” “I’m Astrid; the soft spoken one is Rowan.” “I’m Rob McLeod, you have pretty unique names, I have a pretty. Mimi looked so sexy in her short pink top and tight jeans. She already knew what we were about to do as she quickly stared at me and blushed. I was already aroused just thinking about fucking Mimi in the park. ‘It serves you right baby girl, for making that crazy bet.’ I told her. ‘Well, I didn’t hear you refuse the terms.’ Mimi shot back. Lucky for us, there was nobody in sight. Mimi grabbed my hand and led me inside Sakura Park. I took off my black tank top and got comfortable on the bench.. Your eyes smolder, and your breath quickens in the heat of the room. I am sure you can hear the pounding of my heart as I reach for your glass. I pull you toward me, brushing my lips lightly against your fingers, your cheek and finally your warm, soft lips. You open to me, and I taste the rich red wine again beneath your tongue. This kiss is what we’ve been building toward---this moment of electric connection. Lingering, I tangle my fingers in your hair and your touch traces fire down.