"Now get down on your knees, kiss my boot, and thank me for beingso lenient on you this time." She demanded."Yes, Mistress." Buttercup replied and ins...antly dropped to her knees, she then bent over forward pressing her lips to the top of Mistress'sthigh-high leather heeled boots and proceeded to kiss it loads. "Thank you, Mistress." She kept saying inbetween kisses."Enough, get up." Mistress told her after about 20 kisses, Buttercup stopped and got back up onto her feet, slyly rubbing her wet. I just wanted to let you guys know I'm throwing a party tomorrow night. My parents are gonna be out of town for the weekend. It's a last-minute thing." Oh, okay," she smiled. "You inviting most of my girls?" Everyone knew Adrienne was referring to the cheerleading squads.Drew grinned. "Yeah. Wouldn't be a party without some of them. And Kenley insisted I had to get your permission."The gorgeous Cheer Captain chuckled at the mention of Drew's cheerleader girlfriend, who clearly idolized. I do not know what I was playing, or what I was dreaming then;but I struck one chord of music, like the sound of a great Amen.It flooded the crimson twilight, like the close of an Angel's Psalm, and it lay on my fevered spiritwith a touch of infinite calm.It quieted pain and sorrow, like love overcoming strife;it seemed the harmonious echofrom our discordant life.It linked all perplexed meaningsinto one perfect peace, and trembled away into silenceas if it were loth to cease.I have sought, but. They were accompanied by memories of an old, never-quite-forgotten hunger, of other, long-past sensations, memories more than twenty years old, of lips parting beneath my own, of the scent of her hair and body in the darkness, of the warm, firm softness of her in my arms, of breasts pressing and moving gently against my own through the fabric of our summer dresses, of our breath and saliva mingling, of her wet, probing tongue, of – yes, yes…and then of the sudden, chill, awkward moment when.