Those were too closely looked at.But birth control? Have at it, sisters. She’d write those all night long.Gina also knew a lot about the different k...nds of birth control because her dad had all the literature. He had a pile of articles and pamphlets various pharma reps gave him, that gathered on a table, and which he read when he had a chance. Unknown to him, Gina read some of that stuff, too, and especially anything to do with birth control.Which is why at this sleepover, when my sister. Today you’re gonna be sorry for that one. One more thing, mister. Your parents are paying a lotta money for your stay here, and I’m gonna give them their money’s worth.” Miss Fonseca slowly and deliberately walked over to take her position as punisher. “Mister cane, I want you to meet mister smarty pants!” she exclaimed as she drew the cane far back and brought it toward her target, flicking her wrist at the perfect moment in order to get the desired. Anna lives less than a mile from me, at the very last lane in our city, on a hill bordering Germany, a villa with large garden.Anna leaves with her parents to the Ardeche in France, where they camp. That is all I know from talking to her a few times. Anna leaves me her key involuntarily. Key to her room. To her hot sexy secrets, I hope. Her heart, that is my ultimate. I feel my dick flinch even harder as I take in her sweet aroma. She has me mesmerized; as if I needed another reason to obey such a sweet request. What the hell. I tell myself to take a breath and see where this goes. I nod my head and let her proceed.I focus on her glowing sandy blond hair that flows just past her shoulders. A glimmering mask of a silver butterfly covers her eyes and most of her face, leaving the mouth uncovered. She tilts it sideways as she immediately returns to what she was.