Perhaps that is when I will have an opportunity to expand my sexual repertoire with discreet male acquaintances.I have been meaning to make inquiry of...my sister Cordelia about her abnormal liaisons with the librarian and other similar-minded young females with knowing eyes and tight, lean asses. I decided instead to approach the attractive Julia and pump her for more insight into the relationship.It was on a hazy summer day with nary a breeze blowing outside when I managed to get Julia alone in. There was a stream running through a small meadow, at this area the stream got about 30 feet wide and ran nice and slow, there were trees all around, and it looked like no one had been hear before. At least they were not using it actively. My husband scouted out the area and found a perfect observation area that was well concealed, but gave him a great view and he would be comfortable while doing his observations and camera work. I had him go back to the trail and I made all kinds of noises. I took some souvenir items to the back of the store since I wanted to replace them with new goods from an order that had come in. It was nearing 11 when I would get off from work for 2 hours and I was getting pretty hungry. At the back, box upon box were stacked up to the ceiling, full of dusty old books and tons of copies of the new popular books. I was right back in a corner, absent-mindedly humming “Marry Me” as I struggled to lift a box of Arizona mugs onto the top of a stack. My heels. It was not a restful night of sleep for Siobhan or her Momma, but it was better that way. Siobhan had missed playing with her cruel Momma, and was happy to spend the night serving her, and sleeping, helpless in her arms, well into the morning.Their play continued all day long, until Momma revealed that she had to leave that evening. Siobhan was disappointed, but Momma comforted her. ?Don’t worry, dolly. In three weeks, you’ll be home where you belong, Momma’s little bitch slave. Are you excited.