Call me Shirley." Okay, Shirley," Amanda said, smiling happily. She was doing a far better job of hiding her concern than I was."I'll be right back," ... said, quickly leaving the kitchen and going upstairs. Kelsey's bedroom door was closed, and I knocked on it several times. There was no answer. I knocked again. "Kel, it's me. Open up, please?" I said softly.The silence was almost deafening.I sighed irritably and went into my own bedroom, digging through my closet and grabbing the clothes I. Then I realized ... it was likely this girl had never been fingered. I laid down beside Anya, started giving her whispers and licks in her right ear, and put my fingers to work. I left it to her to make whatever moves she wanted, to get full enjoyment ... I made sure the girl saw me lick my fingers, then put them back in ... then I changed up a little, and let HER lick my fingers and let HER put them back inside herself. That second movement caused her to get more involved, and open up her legs. Returning to the present, I realized that I had a whole new day ahead of me with nothing scheduled. Once again, I found myself with a large chunk of free time on my hands.I climbed out of bed and marveled at how refreshed I felt. I recalled the beating I had taken the night before, in the banya, and realized the benefits that had come from that experience. I quickly dressed and walked out to the edge of town to see what surprises the morning would bring.I was pleased to see a weathered old. I couldn’t because tomorrow this time Nena would be here and we would be doing things that only months ago was unthinkable Things didn’t get any easier for me when I got home that evening because the wife was starting to pack her stuff for her trip to Kentucky for weekend;which was unusual behavior for her since usually she waited for day of to pack which all way annoyed my mother in law. So I really had hide my excitement from the wife couldn’t risk my wife noticing. :” hey baby I’m home.” I.