I didn’t expect to really see him, and that made me a bit sad, because I missed our playful tickling matches. He had slowly distanced himself, and m...stly quit tickling and messing with me after I blossomed from a gangly kid into a young woman. He had accidentally grabbed a handful of tit as we were playing one afternoon, and after an awkward apology had retreated to his room. That was the last time we had enjoyed our playful romps and I had missed them more and more in the years since.I had. She bent down in front of Jack, took his hand and placed it on one of them, while her hand lightly grazed the crotch of his jeans. She backed away from him as he reached out with his other hand to touch her, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor showing off the rest of her shapely body dressed only in a black garter belt, black nylons and a lacey black thong. She danced in front of Jack first putting her boobs in his face and then wiggling her tight ass just out of his reach. The. Funny, at home, she hardly ever ate breakfast, but on this vacation, her appetite had returned. At first she put it down to the mountain air, but now, she realized that it was the company she was keeping. This man was having a profound effect on her life, in more ways than one. He got out of bed, and fumbled for a robe, and told her to relax. Soon she could smell a pot of coffee brewing, and the sounds and smells of bacon frying on the stove. "How do you like your eggs?", he called to her,. "There's chains in the basement." I noticed. And clothespins. Maybe I'll just chain you up on display... show off what a pretty thing I've caught. Make all those girls of Buffy's jealous. Use clothespins to point out all my favourite spots." Faith pinched Dawn's clit and held it tight.Dawn's body spasmed slightly in sudden pleasure, her mouth parted, her eyes wide pools. Did the pain feel good? There wasn't much of it.... but no, she didn't exactly like it. And yet... she loved not liking it..