.. but just meet with them."Iris stood for a while under the shower, allowing it to run down over her and sooth the heat that was beginning to gnaw in...ide her.She would have stayed there all afternoon – had Laurie not come a knocking at her bathroom door."Iris!"She switched of the shower and pulled a towel off the rail and wrapped it around her dripping hair, and then pulled a second one from the rail."Just a second," she mumbled as she stepped out onto the mat and then began to rub vigorously. Mark started to wash just inside of Gram's crack and we could her a very low moan and then Gram's say "That feels so good Jack."Jack was Granpappy's name. She was having a flashback. Mark went with it. Mark tried making his voice deep like Granpappy's, "yes my little honey pot(he called her that all the time) you feel good too." Mark parted Gram's crack wider and you could see the rosebud of he arsehole. It was so big and brown. Mark kept adding more and more soap. As he brushed over her. It was going to be a bad storm, anywhere from 8 to 10 inches of snow was going to fall. Luckily it was the Christmas break and we both were going to be off from work. The next day, some guys and I went out to help people dig out their cars. After a few hours the cold got to be too much for me so I went back inside. Once back inside I went to take a hot shower, as far as I knew Erica was still in bed. After about 20 mins, I got out and went to my room to get dressed. I had a towel around my. . "Give me your fucking hands!" You quicly push your hands out infront of your body, esposing your wrists. Your gaze cement on the fire in my eyes as I place both your hands on the middle of the belt and fold ends of the belt over it causing the belt to seal your hands to eachother but at the same time have two ends of the belt fully movable. I take both ends in my right hand and move my hand behind you, erecting the headrest of the backseat to it's outmost position. I then use the belt to move.