She whispered back, “You promise?” and giggled that oh so naughty giggle that turned my will to mush and my cock to a hardened post of lust. She c...pped my groin and squeezed at my sack with taunting command and still smiled. Her hand rubbed along the shaft she had come to know all too well of its ability to respond to her touch. I was hard again by the third stroke along the throbbing man tool. She giggled as she knelt onto both knees and unzipped my pants. Her warm breath coated me with heated. True, we'd gone skinny dipping with friends and played a little grab ass. Inspired by porn we'd tried new positions and toys. But, the bottom line for me was... I was watching bottoms.When I found her in the lobby Darlene was with her friend, Amanda, with whom she was rooming at the convention. Because of cost cutting at our local associations, I also had a roommate, so the odds of anything happening this weekend was remote. Amanda and Darlene were quite a pair, full of energy and seemed to. Please." The day he beat me up, I was coming here. I was running away to come back to you. You sent me the invitation. And that was the day ... the day ... I found out I was pregnant again." Oh fucking hell! NO! "I thought now I could come back and it would be like I never left and we'd have our child. And he beat it out of me! God wouldn't let me have what I killed." Rhonda, please," I whispered. "It doesn't make a difference." It does. You only knew about the ribs and the arm and the nose.. Opyright 2004 by LVWolfman, All rights reserved - June 29, 2003ForwardWelcome to my first published fiction (other than perhaps my resume.)While I'm a fan of erotic mind control stories, I've noticed that many of the first published stories by amateur authors fall into this genre and use many of the same cliches. This was recently explained to me as being the "Hello World!" of erotic literature. (For those with no programming experience, the reference books for almost every programming language.