" "Compliant?" 'Jenny,' needs to be controlled, you said.." she places the cup before my lips. "Do you have a problem with that?" Well, maybe I do." ... stand and walk back to my love seat, and sit. "I'm old enough to be your Mother!" "Unh hunh." she says, "Isn't that hot?" She hands me my coffee cup, "Now, drink up," indicating that I should drink with a nod of her head, " ... and let me tell you what to do." "You don't have any problem with that!" I said."Please?" she laughs.There's that. Please don't make me do this..."But she did make me... and this was my fantasy come true, her fuzzy covered little cunt, so squeaky clean, with the glistening juices coating her tiny slit... I inched my head downward until my face was just a breath away. I inhaled deeply... breathing in the fresh sexual scent of youth... so close I could see tiny bubbles of her delicious nectar ooze from her, just like I imagined... just like an over ripe peach, mushy... inviting me to suck it in to my mouth. Tanya had moved to California with her fianc? years ago, over her parent’s strenuous objections. Neither Timothy nor his wife Aneta had liked Carlos very much. Their daughter Paris put it succinctly. “He’s an overly macho, overbearing jerk, even if he does have a big cock!” 15-year old Paris had snarled.“Just how do you know that, young lady?” Aneta grilled her youngest daughter.“We all went to the beach when they were visiting last summer and the swim trunks he was wearing didn’t hide. Kilt Rock.’ Tavish shouted out to everyone, pointing in its direction. Everyone turned away from the spectacle of colour, looking now at the coast again. The towering cliffs indeed looked like they were wearing kilts of tartan, made from the growths of lichen and moss growing closer to the sea. A large waterfall spilled over the edge, falling in a spray to the rocky shore below. Once again a rainbow appeared and brought a magic to the scene. ‘We’ll be coming up tae the islands of Rona, Raasay.