I began rubbing her shoulders softly and asked what was wrong. I was already working on my apology in my mind. She began mumbling that hasn't happened...before. I knew she must have meant that she had never cheated before. But I asked what anyway. She kept saying "you know". "No what do you mean" I said. The relief came over me in a giant wave as she said, "you know reach climax." I hadn't heard anyone ever actually call it that before, read it but never actually heard it and I found it quaint. That’s what this is all about. I’m observing a Phenomenon. From the inside.”“I’ve observed a lot of phenomena from the inside, Terri. Some very unpleasant things. You’re very fortunate. You have a herd of people who love you...”“I know, Dana. I see that. Even in our home-school group, there are some bad things, and that’s supposed to be, well, if I say it isn’t ‘trailer trash’, Cindy starts giggling at me.”“Because Cindy and I both spent some time in trailer parks. But I know what you mean when. At one of the highest peaks I concentrated the focus of my eye on the large keyhole of the door. All I could see was my sister kneeling completely nude between Amandine's legs, inserting, her fingers deeply into her fragile little folds. I watched as my panties became so moist that I could feel little droplets scurry past my inner thigh, and land quietly on the wooden floor. I wanted to be in there-I wanted reprieve from the horror of having to press my tender adolescent knees together in. ‘Good evening,’ she said, blocking the doorway. ‘May I help you?’ ‘Good evening,’ he replied, smiling at her in a tentative manner. ‘My name is Jack Crawford. I’m…’ The woman seemed too young to be the housekeeper but she was obviously not a housemaid, unless it was a housemaid of a very superior attitude. She made no effort to help him and stood regarding him with a slightly critical gaze. ‘I sent a telegram,’ he said, awkwardly. ‘I have been receiving telegrams from one of my uncle’s servants.