OK, I'm leaving for your place now. And the first thing I'm going to dois make you look at you mail!!! And I got a surprise for you.Bye,SkyYou're not ...ad or something, are you?________________________________________________________________________________________________________Saturday, April 27th (night)Hi, Marsh,Sorry I didn't write at all all day yesterday, but I was real, real busy.Daddy said he talked to the school, and I'm officially home schooled now.YEA!!But he said that didn't mean. His huge hands ran over the front of Melanie's body, grabbing and pinching her full, throbbing breasts. Melanie shuddered as she felt the strength in his big, hamlike hands. A light squeeze sent darts of mingled pain and pleasure coursing through her, and she knew he had the power to crush her to death in his powerful arms, if he so desired.There was something thrilling about being caressed by a man with that kind of brute strength. She wanted to feel him all over, to explore his brawny. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them? Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, I was standing on the porch, staring at a door I had never before seen. Taking a deep breath for courage, I reached out and knocked. Bang! Bang! Bang! As I waited for the residents of the dwelling. Em ate the rest of her meal. It was good. She drank the rest of her wine. That was even better. She ordered a cognac and a coffee and was soon feeling pretty sparkly. She remembered Tim. He had shagged her (very nicely) twice at her house on two afternoons when Ambrose was out, once on his boat when she had offered to crew for him, twice in his car, once in the club swimming pool and three times at a holiday house on a island where they’d all gone for a weekend house party. This was one of.