"You're pretty good at this for someone who has never kissed anyone before. I'll tell you what." She turns away from me and scribbles something on a p...ece of paper. "Maybe we can have weekend study sessions as well. That might be better," she tells me as she folds the piece of paper and reaches into my front pocket with it in her hand. I can feel her hand against my thigh as she releases the paper. She stands up slowly, her hand still in my pocket, pressing against me. I feel her hand slide. The more I read the more confused I got. It'll be really great to talk to someone who really knows about everything."Jenny took a large gulp of wine and her face turned a little pinker. She hadn't eaten anything all day because she'd been so nervous and the wine was hitting her like a ton of bricks."Uh... did it hurt much?" Jenny faltered, taking another large gulp of wine. "I mean... the first time... is it really painful?"Brandy giggled. "It sure didn't hurt me very much," she confessed. "It. Another thing about the bowl in the tub is the tub is castiron and keeps the water colder ... the cats like a cold drink and it keeps them from drinking 'john' water.EWW!We have three cats ... two house cats and one wild animal wearing a pet cat suit. It's the black cat in the pet cat disguise that's getting a drink, when I sit down on the throne and drop a good one.This is the cat, in normal times, who thinks it's great fun to lie in my down around the ankles pants while I'm 'reading' one of. Abby had done this often enough that she had trained herself to look for signs of her father’s imminent climax, and she would ease off for a while, using her expertise to keep him right to the edge for five minutes or so before finally sucking the essence from him like a baby at her mother’s breast, who hadn’t eaten all day.Her ministrations invariably took Roger to the heights, and his orgasmic spasms generally lasted for almost half a minute. Abby loved the taste of his semen and drank it.