“Finally,” she murmured. “So… what now?” I asked. Her mischievous grin came back.“Now… You do what you want with me.”I didn’t need t... be told twice. Taking the lead, I grabbed her hand and lead her onto one of the couches. The alcohol buzz enhanced sensation beautifully. Before I knew it, she was on top of me, rocking her hips back and forth on my groin. She leaned down and our lips locked. For some 18-year-old, she could kiss. Like before, her lips were soft and parted in a way that made every. Her pain was a small price to pay. He now began to walk around her in a circle, inspecting her. She could feel his gaze as it passed over every inch of her body. It made her feel dirty, unclean. She wanted so bad to please him, but she knew that she may never be worthy of his attention. After a while he walks away from her without a word, and makes his way to the table in the middle of the room. She watches as he starts adjusting the leather restraints attached to the table. Her heart races. You’ve always got my back.” I got up and went to get ready for Sunday dinner.I didn’t have much time to think about what had happened in January of 1871. It was a good thing, I suppose. I’d have driven myself crazy. The first week of college classes pretty much set my schedule. We dropped the kids at the high school on our way to class. Kyle and I had several of the same classes, but Mom Ash had encouraged us to choose different specialties in our major so we could cover more territory.We were. "Oh, can you see me?" I asked. "Sorry about that." No, I can't see anything significant but-" Hey!" Michele yelped, splashing a little water on her sister, who squealed and jumped back."There's plenty of significance down in this here pool!"That broke us all up. It was good to see Connie laughing. Slowly but surely, she was getting back to some semblance of sanity and good humor."I'm sure there is, sister dear. I only meant I can see your hubby but I can't see him. I mean, I can see from the.