..so...slowly. Until finally, I'm standing there completely naked. Then I walk over to him, straddle his hips, place my hands on his shoulders and loo... at him with pleading eyes, silently begging for him to make me cum. He looks back at me, lust ablaze in his eyes. He gives a sigh of relent and lays me back on my bed. I start biting my lip in anticipation. And let out a silent gasp of air as I spread my legs as wide as I can so he can fully see just how wet I am. He hovers over me and whispers. Unbuttoning her blouse, the delicate silk barely avoiding damage as his strong hands pulled it off. Her skirt had not been so lucky as its waistband was yanked loose causing a tearing sound to be heard before the fabric fell to the floor to gather around her ankles. Her heartbeat having quickened with his arrival, feeling nothing in the way of tenderness from his hands her heart had begun beating faster, the images from the movie the other night still a fresh memory. Never had he treated her. I told Brenda that I'd look into it, and let her know later what needed to be done. I did nothing, hoping she'd get over these unwarranted feelings of guilt.Georgia wasn't helping things at all. She was constantly trying to incite Brenda against both Walt and Richard. While she blamed Mama for costing her ten percent of her money by appointing Walt to be the trustee of her spendthrift trust, she blamed Walt even more, suspecting that he had incurred the trading losses just to spite her. There. "I'm melting! I'm melting!" she screamed. "I liked it, but I'm melting! Oh! Oh! I'm... coming! I'm coming!"Dorothy scrambled off the bed, and her companions scrambled out of their hiding places."I'm coming! I'm melting! You wicked, wicked girl!" the Witch screamed."Imagine that," the Scarcrow laughed. "Coming and going at the same time!"The Witch collapsed into a heap, rapidly diminishing in size, forming a small, greenish puddle on the bed.The door to the chamber burst open. Three burly.