Kathrine began tothrash about but through some intense subconscious self-control, onlyfrom the waste up did she move. She was moaning nonstop and loud...y. Shebegan to almost howl as the climax that was approaching seemed to bearriving like a cyclone, complete with its own updates on the weather forfurther storm front warnings. Mistress Kathrine felt she should warnSissy Nikki of flash flooding. But it was too late. The cyclone hit withfull force, annihilating any and every nerve ending in its. I dated some, scored some, but never did find a girl who gave me that special tingle. That is I never found one until I met Merrily. It was at the company Christmas party and the only reason I was there was because that was where they handed out the Christmas bonus checks. My plan was to show up for the free feed, listen to the inevitable rah-rah speeches, get my bonus check and then leave to go check out some of the really jumping parties that I knew would be going on.I saw her sitting at a. By the time John came back to the room, Heather had showered off all of the conditioner, lotioned her body again with baby oil and put on her light blue string bikini. She was proud to have been able to keep herself from coming. John took one look at her, saw her nipples protruding against the fabric of her bikini top and smiled widely at his new bride. "I'm ready for the beach, baby...or whatever," she purred."I'm ready for the beach, too. But, I've been thinking. It's still love slave day,. So I almost ignored it - I was about to sit down for an evening at the computer - but I thought better of it. I didn't want the complex's owner to hear that I was not on the ball.So I walked over to the door and opened it... and there she was. Good ol' Suzy, looking hotter - and as impatient - as ever. She barged in without being invited. I closed the door behind her and remarked, "Nice to see you, too."Her only answer was to whirl around and say, "I need to pay my rent the same way I did a few.