"This is where I first met you Nannah." She says in avery resigned tone."And....", says Hepzie."I made hir cry. I called hir another Maxipad Maxwell..." You also used the adjective 'used'." I would like to say in my shallow defense that I was thirteen and acomplete brat at the time." What do you mean by 'at the time'? When did you change, mistress?"jibes Hepzibah."Oh I'm still a brat, huh?" Mother grabs Hepzibah in close. "Do youknow what 'brats' do to mouthy sissies?" Do tell, mistress?". ) I quickly changed the subject. I didn’t want to get into that right now, I would start to cry, and I really didn’t want him to see me cry. He never had, and as far as I was concerned, he never would, although it had come really close when Jack had gotten transferred to Arkansas and we had moved. ‘So, how are your kids, then, Jason?’ Safe subject, they were his world, at least they had been back in the day. Ah, they still were, he was grinning. ‘Makin me feel old, they’ve grown up so fast.. He pushed me up against a wall in a secluded area and ran his hands over my hips to hold onto me closely, leaning in so far until I made the move to kiss him. I could smell his aftershave, intoxicating and sexy… I held onto his strong arms and our lips melted together, tasting the vodka on his tongue and on my own, teasing his lips with my tongue until he grew more frustrated and pressed his mouth hard against mine, pinning my body to the wall behind me… He was young, maybe nineteen but he knew. Her touch was strong and her voice never faltered in what she wanted him to hear.Dave found himself drifting in and out of some other universe – some alternate reality. Sasha started on Dave’s front after she had him turn over. The same strength and sensitivity she’d shown him earlier was repeated as she worked every muscle group.Dave then sensed another being on the massage table. Sasha’s naked body also slathered in the massage oils rubbed up his body until they could kiss. She then used her.