"I was wearing a knee length kimono with just a white thong and hold up stockings beneath it. The top gaped open as I leaned forward and placed a hand...on her knee."Would you like to see it again, Mo?" That's why I'm here, Sally," she whispered, "I've been hot all afternoon waiting for you to ring."Our lips met briefly and a low moan of desire escaped hers as I flicked out my tongue to touch hers."Where's your boyfriend Sally?" He's over the road at the hotel having a few drinks in the bar, but. "At any time did you lose sight of the backpack that you saw placed at the scene?" I queried."Yes, about 15 seconds after I saw it done, we moved on," he answered."So you cannot say with any certainty that the backpack entered into evidence is the one you saw that day?" I asked."Objection," Baker said again. His voice was becoming more strident. "Asked and answered." Sustained," Castille said.I nodded. I had thrown Castille a bone, giving him an objection he could uphold without hurting. His tongue found its way into her ear. The next thing she knew, he was unbuttoning her blouse. His mouth slid down her throat. His fingers unfastened her bra. The straps slid down her arms."Christ, these wonderful tits," he said, scooping her springy young tits up in both hands and squeezing them."Rick, what if she comes home?" Randi asked."Tell me you don't want me to suck your nipples," he said, his mouth circling each one, driving Randi crazy. "Go, ahead. I'll stop. Just as soon as you say. .. she hoped her words, somehow, could give her some hope. "I just know Jack will surprise you someday, and fuck hard you like a pathetic, useless slut, just like the way he fucks me."Chelsea smiled. "I hope so, sweetie." He will, Mom," Emily said, her eyes shining with excitement. "He will." What's it like?" Chelsea blurted out suddenly. Baffled, Emily stared at her mother blankly, not understanding the question at all."What's ... what's, um, what like, Mom?" Emily asked in puzzlement."What's.