“Do you need a hand?” I asked.Betty looked my way, still bent at the waist and said, “Sure.”I stepped through the gate to my fence and apologi...ed for my unkempt appearance.“We were replanting the flower garden,” I said as I stepped over to where Betty was still pulling groceries to the edge of the back part of the SUV.“I wish Bob would replant my garden,” Betty remarked, handing me a bag full of groceries.She grabbed another bag and I followed her through the garage, into the kitchen. As we. Correct so far?’ ‘Yes’, Harry conceded. That was pretty much how he felt. He admired Cylene for reading him and both Weasleys so well as to have come to the right conclusions about his character just on the basis of their words and interactions. ‘I do not want anything for myself, really. I just want to know that he damn well acknowledges that he was wrong in what he did! And, well, I suppose I do want him to suffer something for it. But not… not really pain, or humiliation. Just some money. "I have been thinking a lot about seeing John spank you and the effect that it had on Phil and me," she confided."I have been thinking a lot about it too, it bloody hurt but it certainly turned me on and it obviously turned John on too."The women looked at each other for a moment then Theresa said, "I think you and I are both having the same thoughts." If you are thinking about doing something similar with the four of us together then we are," said Beryl."Yes, that was how I was thinking, I. “Pinch the nipples.” she asked. I looked at her and she nodded that it was OK. I reached out with my right hand and gently pinched the nipple on her left breast. As I did a little drop of white milk appeared and rolled down her globe. I was awestruck. “Isn't that cool? They have been doing that ever since I got the implants. Too bad my husband doesn't really like it. I have been dying for someone to suck them. Brian, do you think you could do that for me?” Could this really be happening.