Another cat thing, thought Beverly. Amber said, “I’m sorry, I’m not sure where that came from. Well, maybe I do. I’m sorry, I think I just nee... a friend. It’s been so long...”“I think I understand, dear. And it’s okay,” said Beverly, and she bent down to kiss Amber’s head. “You’ve been through a lot, and have been betrayed deeply by people you have trusted. Your father, that pimp ... you’re whole life feels like it’s up in the air right now, and, well, it is. You’re going through some major. He handled the male role very well; loving, caring, attentive and sometimes a little strict; pre-70’s style. I could (sometimes) be a brat and a tease. If I pushed the wrong buttons I was apt to find myself bare-bottomed, over his knee. He was doubly loving and caring after some of these ‘lessons’ as he called them.After a little while we began going out for dinner at least once a week. These weren’t anything but a normal night out; it could be any night from Sunday to Tuesday depending on his. “I,m so randy if the k**s weren’t, here I,d take you to bed now!” she laughed obviously liking the pictures. “Be ready and naked by the time I get home Friday night and I,ll fuck the cum right out of you!” she smiled mischievously. By about 4:30 I began to feel really horny so took a hot bath, dried myself and spread a magazine on the bed next to our old tattered towel used to soak up our sex juices when having fuck sessions. I was just gently rubbing as I turned the pages which depicted. I had no commitment to you and you know that. This only helped me make the decision I made with you this morning. I don't expect you to understand and I only tell you now because I could never deceive you, or lie to you. It was a double edged dagger to tell you or lie to you. Please hear me out." I said to her without touching her.I was sure if I tried to even touch her arm she would have pulled away.Her temper got the best of her as she stood and faced me."At least tell me that is wasn't some.