. suddenly I awoke to Jacinto urgently asking “Are you ok Lexi, are you ok?! I laughed weakly and replied, “yes, I m fine, just a “p...tite mort” is all”. Jacinto looked puzzled and wondered aloud what “Petite Mort” meant(?) “The little death” Ifinally able to reach his mouth; I began lapping at his lips and he returned the favor, sucking and licking the tip of my tongue; It was ecstasy, lust in its purest form; as he continued to stroke my. " Turningto the watching amused ladies, she said, "Please bringSissy's cane mommy."An only too willing Judy disappeared into the kitchen, shereappeared a few moments later brandishing the four footcane. Sissy's sobbing increased, as he saw the instrumentof correction."No please, no please, don't cane me Mistress." Yes," thundered Samantha, and taking the cane from Judysaid, "say after me sissy I deserve the cane for being anidle sissy."Between his sobs sissy gasped, "I deserve the cane forbeing. I guess I really needed the rest. Within minutes, the harsh reality came back to me.I slammed my head against the pillow and screamed into it. I soon after went back to sleep. I didn't feel like going to Wendys and seeing the girl who broke my heart. I felt like a sad sap.I woke up at 9 PM to see Jane sitting at the foot of my bed. I guess she wanted to know why I wasn't at Wendys."Oh, you're awake, Alex," said Jane."What do you want?" I asked spitefully."I wanted to see how you were doing. You. Not that I haven't tried. I play with my own pussy at least once a day. Gina sees me, I mean, we share a room and I don't hide it. She's never told mom though, and I think she likes to watch.I also take her dirty panties and suck on them or sniff them. Gina likes soccer and plays a lot, and sometimes she doesn't change her panties every day. I think she knows I like the smell and taste because she never says anything about it when she catches me. She blushes a lot though.Lately, her panties.