"You have a really nice... bottom," Jake stammered.Lucinda, still on her hands and knees looked back at him. "Why did you stop touching it? I felt you...spread me open. Did you like what you saw?" Yes," Jake answered quickly."Jake, I want you to put it in me from behind."Jake nearly had a heart attack. "A-are you serious?"Lucinda laughed. "Yes I am. Why is that so shocking?'"I dunno... I guess because it's something so... uh so..." Taboo?" She took the words right out of his mouth."Yes." Well. " Hope said, when Shawna noticed her hesitancy."I kind of expected that." Marcus pointed out, obviously wondering why Shawna hadn't."No, he won't," Shawna agreed, "but he'll do it if you ask, and we need to convince him about this, because you miss him." I do." Hope nodded. "I've spoken to Faith, and she says he's been out of sorts since he came down." So, that's our mission. To patch things up with your Dad, to try and explain to my mother without her killing me or herself, and then to recover. I found a door behind me, and had an instant of panic when it wouldn't open and I pictured myself forced to scale down the building's side. But then I pulled instead of pushed, and the door opened.Moments later I was standing in front of the room from which I had ever-so-incautiously let myself be kidnapped. And amazingly, I still had the room key, in my pocket and undisturbed through violent kidnap and reality-bending instant transportation.When I opened the door, there was a look of shock. ?Fuck. That hurts. Stop please.?He shoves two fingers into her.?Are you sure? You are pretty damn wet!?She looks back at him as he slides another finger into her.?Want to come?? He asks.?Yes.?He slides his hand down the inside of her thigh and just above her knee he presses deep with his fingers.She convulses.?No! Don’t.? She giggles and screams.?Please. Stop.? She is spastic, without the muscle control to marshal a decent defense.?I hate it when you tickle me.?He slides his hand between her.