Noticing her look, Seth said, "I'll tell you what. If you're not completely soaked, then you can smirk!" Fine!" Sarah confessed. "I admit it. I'm as t...rned on as you are. Now let me finish!" So finish then!" Seth insisted."Well, after our little orgasm - well, really, really big orgasm - I couldn't help myself. I went through her sexual memories." And what did you find?" Seth prompted."I found out that this girl's fondest desire is to be someone's submissive little plaything," she told her. ‘Your father has lost our tickets, Mira. We’re going to miss the performance.’ Isolinda blew her nose. ‘Dad, don’t you remember you gave the tickets to me?’ She produced a handful of tickets from her purse. ‘Of course, I remember. I was just playing a trick on your mother.’ Ace smiled sheepishly. Isolinda smacked him with her small handbag. ‘I am going to play some tricks on you, Mr. Tynan.’ Isolinda said innocently. She did not notice the raised eyebrows of some of their fellow audience. .. "Don't touch the material of your blouse, but cup your breasts." "Touch your nipples, BUT only so lightly you're not even sure you've touched them, close your eyes, feel your nipples and fingertips meet through the material of your blouse. Open your eyes. Study your nipples. Watch how your fingers move. Close your eyes. Hold your breath." He was relentless. "Draw tiny circles around your nipples - Study your fingers, your nipples, your eyes, try to avoid too much. I know I went suddenly very pale. I know I stopped talking. I know I stopped thinking. And I know I dropped my sports bag and ran. Ali? Ali! I could hear Daves voice, confused as hell in the background, but nothing mattered to me at that moment as much as getting as far away from them as possible. Because standing on my porch were two people that Id promised myself Id never see again. And I owed it to myself to get the fuck away from there – from Dad, from that disgusting whore, from my own.