Then, Smack again! “Listen, bitch! Don’t speak unless spoken to. You got it?”She thought she saw an opening. She tried to get away again, bu... Frank was ready for her. He grabbed her hair as she bolted by. Her head snapped back and she almost lost her footing. She grabbed his arm to ease the pressure on her hair and to steady herself. He slapped her face again with the back of his hand. He then threw her back on the bed.“You finished, cunt?” Frank asked. “You ain’t goin’ nowheres. . He had already had a couple of beers and even smoked a joint yet he felt like, instead, he had drunk five cups of black coffee. When Michelle left the house he became hard and even now he was still that way. He tried to somehow relax but inside he knew that she could walk in the house any minute now, or, it could be hours yet. His hand went downwards once again to slowly stroke himself to try to alleviate at least some of the tension. His own hand was a poor substitute for Michelle's. It was. “Pete takes care of all my aches and pains and I’m sure he could do the same for you.” A week or so later I was giving Barb her monthly massage and she mention that she gave my number to Marilyn. Barb gave me some background about Marilyn just in case she might call so I would know who it was. “Marilyn is one of my best friends and I want you to treat her the same way you’ve treated me. I told her how gentle you are, because she mentioned she has very sensitive skin. ” The next day I got a. I begged as I caressed her thighs, up to her mound of Venus, running my fingers through her silken pubic hair and finally into her crevice. It was easy going into her with all the juices. “It’s my love juice”, she cooed. “Put your finger all the way inside me!” As I probed at her entrance, she gave a squeal when I massaged a bud like spot. “That’s my clitoris, honey. It feels real good when you massage it gently. I like two fingers, one on each side!” she added. “Oh yes, like that. It feels.