People commented on how good the juice tasted and even bought extra to go. It looked perfect for a hot day."Thirsty?" mom asked."Oh yeah. Definitely. ...'ll probably melt if I don't get one of those drinks."By the time my mother and I got to the stand, the other tourists had already left. My mother has always been indecisive when it came to ordering food or drinks, so she just stood there for a long moment staring at the menu."What will it be, miss?" the islander said in a very friendly manner. She was dying to answer it, butshe had to wait.A while later, Alisa came up to her daughter's room. She knocked on thedoor and Michaelina allowed her to enter."Michaelina," Alisa said with concern in her voice. "I wanted to talk toyou." Yes Mom." Michaelina, I know there has been a lot of changes that have been goingon here and I wanted to talk to you about them." Michaelina waited forher mom to continue. "As you know, I'm quitting my job. It was a toughdecision but it's something I have. ”“You can’t tell me how to feel.” Frieda dug in. “Don’t come home too soon. I hope the French girls are beautiful.”That was another question he decided he’d need to broach later. Instead, Kirk said, “They certainly are. Goodbye, love you.”He hung up, Frieda was muttering her “Love ya, too.” but in such a way that she was going to rant again. Sometimes, you had to say goodbye and just go. “Desole.”“Ce n’est rien. Ta fille?”“Oui,” Kirk grinned.“Elles valent la peine.” Monsieur la Carre nodded.. He thenreleased it, but quickly moved onto the other breast, kneading it roughly,twisting my nipple as I clenched my hands next to me. "I will very much enjoy hurting these," He said as He continued the unimpededabuse, "That is what they are intended for. You do understand that, I know.Your tits, these nipples, your cunt and asshole, all designed for my pleasure." I nodded slightly, and realized that I had been making small whimperingnoises, partly out of fear, partly out of the pain He was.