" I still love you as much as I did before, Carmine. I never stopped and there has never been anyone else for me before or since. Hugo had nothing to ...o with my love for you. You can believe that."And now for the real question. Carmine was just watching me, his eyes giving nothing away. I had to ask."Can I ask how you feel about me, Carmine?"Carmine continued to look at me, his eyes giving away nothing. As I began to fidget, nervously awaiting his answer, he rose and walked toward the window. "Kelly did not take her eyes off the bottle. "Hey."Walking over, Sarah sat down beside Kelly. "What ya doing?" Just sitting here." Planning on drinking that?" Sarah motioned toward the bottle on thetable."Not anymore," Kelly shook her head."Good, the last thing you want is to be puking your guts out." I, I was going to get drunk, but I can't." Kelly tried to explain."Drank that much already but nothing." You drank half a bottle of dad's brandy and you're not drunk?"Kelly nodded. "Cut my hair. With the first touch of his tongue, she started losing control. The thrill and sensation of that silky tongue electrified her entire body. She couldn’t see around her for what seemed like sparks shooting past her eyes. She wanted to scream but didn’t want everyone around to hear , but she couldn’t muffle her own moans of pleasure. They seemed to drown out every other sound around her and at first she didn’t even realize it was herself making them. Time seemed to lose all meaning. All she. She had a lovely face, warm and open, as well as a beautiful smile. “You must be Tricia,” I said, motioning for her to sit down. “I hope I’m not late,” she said, noticing that I’d obviously been waiting long enough to have a coffee. “The traffic seemed busier than ever this morning”“No, no… not at all. In fact I think you’re a few minutes early. I got down here at the SF, overly keen to escape from my prison.”“The SF? What does that mean?” Tricia looked somewhat confused.“It’s a slightly crude.