The last thing she would expect was for me to be supportive.She seemed perplexed. “You’re ok with it?” she asked. “I kind of got the impressio... that you wouldn’t be happy about me doing it. It means I have to spend more time with Marcel and less time home.”“I know,” I told her.“And you’re ok with that?”“I am,” I lied, “I trust you.”She jumped up and climbed into my lap kissing me all over my face. “I love you, Bill,” she said. That’s when she completely blew my mind and left me dazed and. If Hanson thought she wasn't enjoying it, he'd surely let her go.But suddenly he was doing something else with his tongue. Billie could feel the tip moving off of the nylon and wetly touching the inside of one thigh... then pushing up and under... "Oohhhh!" she sighed, as a ripply wet caress soaked the slick petals of her crevice and another lick petted them open. Billie tensed her back, but the new sensation had prevented her from moving away. Little by little Hanson was stretching her panty. Somehow that seemed much worse than indefinite captivity. Eventually I would escape from captivity but if he tortured me? I could not get that word out of my head. I think he was saying something when I broke out of my contemplation to interrupt him and coolly ask ?What would it take for us to have an amicable relationship?? I cringed at how ridiculous this sounded but I waited for an answer. He hesitated a moment and then laughed. He said ?This is already a very amicable relationship. . She explained that it is not piss but something else andnext time she will show what it is and left. I was dazed and tired and dozedoff to sleep.During dinner that night, I coughed and immediately Aunty asked me to returnback to home and rest after dinner, she said that she would bring soup againand apply balm, with a smile. Her mother in law also, asked her to watchover me and ensure that I get better. She replied, "Don't worry Ma, tonightI will ensure that he improves", she winked at me. This.