; 'woman is like a wave of the sea, ' said Shakespeare; both the great king and the great poet ought to have known woman's nature well." Woman's, yes;...my mother is not woman, but a woman." As I am only a humble foreigner, you must pardon me if I do not understand all the subtle refinements of your language." What I mean to say is, that my mother is not quick to give her confidence, but when she does she never changes." Ah, yes, indeed," said Monte Cristo with a sigh; "and do you think she is in. “But my hands are,” she started.“You don’t need your hands,” he informed her as he pressed her head down in his lap. With his other hand, he took the crop and swatted her back and ass with it.She began sucking him and moaned and wiggled as he cracked her with the crop. It was driving her mad she really needed him now. She tried to show him her need with her mouth. He gripped her braid to help her suck without the aid of her hands, but as time went by she really didn’t need his help. The whole. “Sir!” I saluted and left.Tahksas leaned back in satisfaction, a little work via his ship’s computer and some technical ‘savvy’ from him had finally located a bypass junction which, when activated by a small cell powered switch, caused the main power generator on the hulk to go into a start-up sequence. The hulk, which had been in darkness and pretty much at absolute zero, was suddenly alight, though still in vacuum. As far as he could tell, there was still plenty of fuel, which just added to. I wore skimpy clothes. He seemed to be able to resist.I had a dance to go to on a Friday. I asked him to drop me off. He agreed. I told him I had a ride home. I went to the dance and got a ride home with my best friend Rachel. The dance lasted till 11:00 and I danced with a few guys.I walked in the door and started to head upstairs when I heard him.“Macy? Is that you?” I walked into the living room. He was sprawled on the couch in his tee shirt and boxers. There were several empty beer bottles.