As I moved in to make one last adjustment, it when off. It was like slow-motion, I saw the moment the strings pulled tight, the minuet movement of the...catches releasing the hammers, their blurred movement as they snapped closed on the tender flesh that was my daughter’s nipples.It was like Ash was fired from a cannon. Ashlynn had thrown herself to the floor in sobbing convulsions.I moved to her thinking she was hurt, and then realized, it was orgasms. What I thought was sobbing, was orgasmic. And day by day our talks increases. But mostly we chat about the exams only and the other matters related to our studies. This was the last exam. After the exam we talked a bit and share our plans for 2 months vacations. Finally the time of our final goodbye came. It could be an ending or could be a new beginning. At last i finally asked her mobile number. First she was bit reluctant over that but later don’t know she own gave her number. And after that we bid goodbye to each other. On the same. I listened to a lively debate about the coincidence of all this happening at the most beneficial time; and stayed out of the conversation.Then there was the debate about what the calls on Tuesday could bring. Whatever it was, we would only have two and a half days to days to adjust our plans.The other thing that all the calls solidified was where Rafi Quastri was located. The center he was operating out was in Woodbury NJ, just a stones throw from Philadelphia.Sunday I gave Lorrie a mission to. “Mmmmm,” she smiled at him, “that was my thank you for a wonderful night,” she said, “eat it before it goes cold, l’m just going to shower.”She walked through into the shower room, leaving the door open so that he had a clear view of her. She put on a show for him, giving him a cheeky grin as he watched her soaping her body, the water cascading over her. She lifted her breasts, smiling at him as she bent forward, taking each of her nipples into her mouth, one after the other. Barry smiled back,.