Here are the General's parents, Thomas Moode and Emily Fenton, hence the Fenton Moode, no hyphen." Well, yes, much too common having a hyphen." Just k...ep quiet if you can't say something sensible. And over here we have Lady Giselle, who was borne de Mettisse, and whose family owned the French estate. She was well educated and lived in Paris. She was known to be outspoken and intellectual and was suspected of having a number of liaisons with women. So her family were rather surprised when she. “Now will you guys let me off the hook?” Michael asked exasperated.“We’ll see,” the boy chuckled, “as long as she puts out.”Cathie was afraid now but she wasn’t going to show it.“Michael,” Cathie said firmly, “who are these guys?”The ringleader stepped forward.“It doesn’t matter who we are,” he scoffed, “What matters is who you are— and that’s a girl who’s fresh for picking. Just turned thirteen, eh?”Cathie frowned.“You guys are all a bunch of perv—”*Whack!*The ringleader smacked her in the. The heady smell of woman filled his nostrils, giving him a sudden need to nuzzle its source, and with the savage grunt of an animal, Ian plopped his face down on her silky panties. They were wet, a trifle stale, and he licked the sides of the panties with his tongue. He shivered as he tasted her saltiness - he reveled in the odor. It was a treat so long denied him that he felt entitled to drain the essence out of her, a reward for giving her life and living.Ian pushed his hands underneath her. This woman was in her late 30’s, killer body, had been married, had a daughter, and never got off with a guy. She explained that she just felt comfortable with me and that the back massage had really made her back feel better. She hadn’t been real comfortable with my touching her at first. The massage felt so good it overruled her discomfort. Then when I started massaging her feet she had started thinking about how good a lover I must be. She started thinking about what it would be like to have.