But I do have to ask, what the fuck are you doing??Mollie still frozen didnt answer her, wishing secretly she could justdisappear. She simply looked ...p with her deep dark eyes and met those ofJoyces looking at her. Joyce said, I will not hurt you. I promise. She took the strands ofyarn off Mollies head and neck. Her fingers trailed behind her, gentlyletting her nails trail along Mollies tender skin. She saw the goose fleshrise. Then saw it subside. She caressed that skin, in its. I feel more than a bit sheepish about what I was saying to you when I got excited and started to come. In fact I’m gutted. I didn’t mean all that daft shit about dogs. Actually I feel guilty right now, not sexy about what happened last night. Not least that it’s obvious from those photo’s I was part of it all happening too, despite being well pissed. That’s the part that I haven’t really got my head around yet, me obviously enjoying doing that with a dog last night, drunk or not. I must have,. She was an eager learner and absorbed everything I showed her and everything in the book she had. I learned that Nancy had given it to her to spur her on in our sex together and to give her lots and lots of ideas for our future lovemaking. Oh, she sure had those. I've never been more tired or more happy.And, Nancy had made it so easy for us with the book, putting Amanda on the pill, getting us to Las Vegas together, she was just great. Of course, she wanted to be with WIll, that's. She appreciated that he had taken that hands-off position when she married Tom. It would have been complicated to try to juggle both men. And it let her give all her attention to Tom. But that didn't mean the love she felt for her first lover faded away. Even now, when she got a hug from him, and he whispered in her ear how luscious she looked, Uncle Bob got her going, just like in the old days.So it was actually almost easy for her to justify letting her daughter have the same positive.