She was on fire, every part of her wanted him. Then she felt him back between her legs, and he was pushing and lifting her again in the same wide ope..., lifted position as before. This time, instead of his mouth pressing against her, it was the burgeoned mushroom head of him. She moaned excitedly and her swollen lips opened further and more hot honey pearled out onto his head. She wiggled and squirmed but he held her still there, just barely inside her. He reached down between them and. .. (22-second pause. She was obviously fighting some sort of inner battle. She wanted to tell me everything, but for some reason, she also wanted to suppress this thought. Eventually, she left the statement unfinished and shifted to the next part of her story.)All at once, he stopped walking and turned to me. It took me a moment to understand. We were at the end of the lane. There were no houses here, just that little park. Do you know the one I mean? He looked down at me and I thought "This is. Tonight she wanted him to.The nights up here had begun to be chilly so Daddy had built them a fire in the big stone fireplace. It was the only light in the room - casting deep, dancing shadows off into the far corners. They were snuggled up on a sleeping bag in front of the hearth with two long sticks and a generous supply of marshmallows.Daddy had been wearing only his jeans and he'd already helped her out of all her clothes. She was stretched out on her back against his leg, plucking a gooey. .. I knew I was over paid.Suddenly I felt totally disheartened. Where would I work in this one horse town now. There was nothing that I would qualify for that could ever afford me the status and money that this job did. I was scared."Come in," I heard a firm female voice say... As I walked into her office my plight left my mind for a moment. I was temporarily stunned by her appearance. She was definitely a city girl, and so young... so beautiful. She was impeccably dressed... not the kind of.