Another pregnant silence followed, and I knew I needed to finish this beer and go back to my room. I'd had enough tripping down memory lane to last me...for another lifetime. But Jeanette still had one thing left to say."Jason, do you still hate me?" she said, and again the tears were flowing down her cheeks.I just stared at her for 10, maybe 15 seconds, then shook my head."I never hated you, Jeanette," I said softly. "I hated what you did, to me and to Jamie. But I could never hate you. It. As for you, I think your approach is exactly right, Subdeacon. Take your time to get to know her, and don’t put the cart in front of the horse. Your suggestion that you wait until after you’ve been apart for the Summer to have a serious discussion was very wise.”“You have no objections?”“None, other than urging you to stay cautious and deliberate in your pursuit. You’ll need to have her talk to Vladyka, if it gets to that point.”“Because she’d need to give her blessing for me to be ordained a. Youre right, sir, I…I am exclusive with that. She felt tears burning in her eyes but also a rush of excitement between her legs. She was angry, shed never been so humiliated before, what the fuck was he doing and why was it working? Be a little more direct, honey, Mark said, touching her bare shoulder. I…I take it up the ass, she muttered. Exclusively, Mark prompted. I take it up the ass, exclusively, Kerrie repeated. Well, good for you, little lady, the bartender said in a loud voice. The big. She wanted him inside her.I remember when I had reached between Phoebe's legs for the first time. Like Bruce does in the book, I had felt a slickness between the cunt lips through the fabric of her panties. Penny's juices, like Phoebe's, were flowing.She fought against her wild desire to surrender to his importunate demands. She resisted his brusque orders to flaunt her proud bosom. She backed, whimpering with terror and hidden longings, into a dusty corner of the room. She crouched doing her.