You’re so much better.’ I swallowed, hard. The reminder of our moment on the cliff seemed to register on both of our faces, and we unconsciously t...ok a few steps back from each other. He cleared his throat. ‘So…you plan on telling me what has got you so upset over the past couple of days? It wasn’t…me?’ he asked, changing the subject rather abruptly. Yes. ‘No,’ I lied. I realised that he wasn’t going to settle for one word answers. ‘It’s nothing, really. It’s not a problem any more. ‘It’s not. She smoothed each leg's nylon sheath and gently clipped the welt of the stocking to each garter. As she lifted the lace skirt bordering the bottom of the garment, Val let out a small squeal of her own."Frannie, We have got to do something about this!" Val cried pointing to Gwens now full fledged erection. "It looks so uncomfortable!" Oh my, yes Val." Francesca countered. "Obviously Gwen really does enjoy being laced tightly in a Victorian corset but that will never do. We can't have THAT. Frank was less pleased--at least until he got the paperwork forgiving all his past debts. Then he was happier to see Leslie. He wasn’t sure about Brock and he was less so when both Jen and Mel gave him a warm kiss and a hug.He had heard all about this boy’s trials and travails over the few weeks that the kids had been visiting. He wasn’t sure he liked the thought of this guy being too close to his family.The month that Frank spent in jail every year had given him an idea of what that life was. He weaved his index fingers through the embellishments on the sides of her panties and ripped them from her thighs. He caught the scent of her delicious dewiness as he threw the dampened fabric onto the ground. One lick, one drop would be enough to send him into a frenzy. Her eyes were wide with anticipation as she placed her palms in his hair and guided him to her glossy opening. She shivered as he lapped up all the nectar that had accumulated outside of her pink opening. Sweat gleamed on.