I did not find a reason for this so I could not take away the thought.I thought the girl interesting because she was aroused tremendously above her al...eady present arousal levels because of her fantasies about power plays between persons. She was getting off dreaming of being tied up and being manhandled and rationalized her fantasies by imagining she was doing the manhandling. If this girl was not helped she would be mad as a hatter within a year. Oh. And she was pretty.< Daphne, you know a. If there had been any doubt in her mind, she has cast it aside by now."I am doing my best. I do not have the reach that you do."She closes her eyes briefly and takes in a slow, deep breath. She lets it go as she opens her eyes again, uttering a soft sigh. There is a hint of contentment to it, as if receiving the same pleasure that she so often gives to others."I know you are helping," she says softly. "I am very grateful for this."She pauses again, and a shudder goes through her. She moans. Simon had been sipping tea at the table across from his mother, reassuringly, her eyes following him.Maybe it was a little draft from his bedroom door being opened but consciousness suddenly returned to Gregory in the darkness of his room. "Yvonne?" Yes." Her voice was huskier than normal, near whispering, but must have been somewhere between his door and his bed. The night was a dark one, no moon, so that his bedroom was pitch black. Even the street lights seemed to make no difference to the. ” Samantha said, “oh don’t worry, I found it very sexy, but about 30 minutes ago I knocked and no one answered and I heard you moaning and opened the door.” Judy looked and said, “oh what did you see?” Samantha said I saw you cumming and the person making you do it wasn’t your husband.”Judy wasn’t sure what to say and hemmed and hawed a little and said, “I’m sorry you had to see that.” Samantha said, “I wasn’t at all, but I felt bad since I know you both so well.” Judy said, “well you won’t say.