(It does anyway, but at a much slower pace when the flesh is cool.)By the time I was done I was about head-to-toe covered in blood. I rolled the carca...s onto the tarp, picked up the rifle and pack, then started trudging back to the house, dragging that deer behind me. I got it out to where I could back the truck up to it then headed over to the house to get the water hose out. I put the rifle and pack on the porch, stripped off and proceeded to hose myself down with cold water. My teeth were. He'd always loved the phrase -- "getting into her panties" and that was precisely what he wanted to do now with Angie. He slid his hand underneath her skirt and he had her recline as he found the waistband of her bikini panties and then put his hand underneath it and slid it down between her legs."Ohhhhhhhhh, Mr. Ethan, ohh, what are you doing now?" Angie said. His hand felt so good on her smoothly shaved pussy and she wanted to be the adult mature woman she was and tell him just how it felt,. I know you’ll just love it too once you let go.”“But I don’t want to let go,” whined Faith. “I don’t want to be a slave.”“You already are a slave,” said the mother as the fingers grasped Faith’s nipple and started rolling it back and forth. “You can’t change that. So you can either get used to the idea or be miserable.”“Oh, Mama,” groaned Faith. “Can’t we just go home?”Jill slid her hand across Faith’s belly, marveling at how toned her daughter’s body was. In fact, every inch of her body was. I listen for any noise but hear nothing over the pounding of my heart and the echo of my footsteps across the tile floor. Why did Tony want me here? Would he show up, expecting me to serve him? He always kept me guessing. I hear a noise outside the door, out in the gym. It's the unmistakable squeak of sneakers on hard wood coupled with the deep pounding of a basketball. I'm trapped! My heart jumps every time the ball hits the floor. Is it Tony outside, bouncing that ball, or someone else?.