“Wh-what are you doin-” Coach Miller began to say before Gwen interrupted him with a kiss. Coach Miller tried to pull away but Gwen stayed with hi..., making sure her lips never left his as she kissed him passionately. Eventually, Coach Miller broke away.“What the hell are you trying here Gwen?” Coach Miller asked shocked by what Gwen had just done.“Well I couldn’t make you feel better during your divorce, but I definitely can now,” Gwen said as she moved her hand from his thigh, over to his. Almost forgotten, that is, until Q turned on the power. I don’t know how he did it, but the thumping between my legs was timed to be almost exactly opposite the butt plug. When the electricity paused in my ass, the electricity went on between my legs. The timing wasn’t exact; there was maybe a fraction of a second or so when there was no electricity thumping me. That was the times when I tried to relax my tightened muscles. Just a second or two, I think it would have been better if the. Once the door was shut they could speak in normal voices and not have to worry about their conversation being overheard. Bernard and Michele slept at the end of the hall and couldn’t hear the teenagers unless they were making a racket.How did your date go?” Melinda asked Marlene as she crossed the room and jumped onto her bed on her belly, bouncing up and down a couple of times before coming to a rest with her arms folded beneath her head. “Oh, Harold got all grabby and I made him take me. Nothing out of the ordinary took place. The dock Nathan McGallagher worked on looked like any other — chaotic and noisy with men dressed warmly for the wee hours they started in. For several hours, nothing warranted his interest. But then he heard someone call him by his alias. ‘Tom.’ He was Tom Crane, man of all trades, traveling where the work was and a lover of drink and easy women. Nathan recognized the man as the one he’d spoken to in the tavern. His name was Jimmy and as promised, had.