When he responded fully to that she reached her hand down to feel and stroke him. Frank hardened in her hand and he suddenly rose, breaking off their ...issing. Then putting his hand on her shoulder he rolled her onto her back and shifted down to take her right nipple into his mouth. Her nipple was taught in his mouth and he played his tongue and teeth over it while he stroked her other breast, abdomen, and thighs with his right hand. Ada’s hands were in his hair and shifting about a little. You could do twenty or so men a day, day after day after day, couldn’t you, into every hole you’ve got?”She looked away.“Or I could give you to some of our Indian friends. They’re very partial to blondes.”“You wouldn’t,” she snorted.“Or,” I said, taking out my big knife and showed it to her, “I could cut out your tongue and chop off your fingers.”“This hurts,” she said, wriggling back on the wall.“I know,” I said. “I’ll let you down if you talk to me.”She shook her head, tossing her long curls. I noticed the time and it was 5 o clock in the morning. My parents were awake so I had to stop there.I woke up at late hours of morning had brunch with all my family. Siblings went to their friend’s place to study and mom visited to some neighbor. Dad was busy in watching TV at hall. Me and my cousin were reacting as if nothing has happened last night and were teasing each other.Suddenly my cousin applied a cello tape on my little hairy legs and pulled it with full force which caused me pain. I. “I didn’t want you to be alone when you heard.” He slid closer to her and went in for a hug. He was surprised she didn’t fight him off of her. “I know you cared about him.”“Do you,” snapped Brittney pulling away. “You did everything to keep us apart!”“I know. I was wrong for that.”“Yeah! You were,” she stood up. “I need a drink!”Brittney went into the kitchen and poured some lime-flavored gin into a glass. She added ice and some blended lemonade and iced tea.“Can I have some,” called out Uncle.