N-no... no, stop..."Heather slid a single hand down Melinda's side, trailing little ripples of pleasure through Melinda's body."S-stop..." she moaned...."I... I c-can't think wh-when you do that..." I don't want to fight it," Heather said in a sultry voice, steadier this time. Her hand slid over Melinda's hip. "And you don't either." Y-yes, I do... I w-want... I..."Melinda abruptly stopped as Heather's hand played along the insides of Melinda's thighs. Melinda panted hard, sliding her feet apart,. " Misplaced", I laughed, “you stole more than one hundred thousand dollars of my money." A drop of blood splashed against the wall as I slapped him again with the back of my hand. "Stop", the cute brunette cried as I pulled my hand back into a fist. "My dad will give you back the money." She looked to her father pleadingly.He just let his head hang down, "I can't." Why not", she demanded.He just sat silent so I slapped him again. "Tell her!"Looking ashamed and beaten he replied in just above a. Her petite body was perched atop sexy high heeled black leather boots. In its dark shading, the rest of her clothing matched her boots from the expensively cut black dress suit to the gray silk blouse showing under her dress coat. She was, I thought, dressed a bit young for her age, which I guessed to be about my fifty-two years, but she wore it well. She was one of those women who hold the visage of a rare beauty well into advanced age, and she knew it. Something about her brought Karen to. I felt movement next to me. I turned my head and my nose was suddenly in somebody’s hair. That’s it. I feel asleep on the couch. Jessica had cuddled up to me. Ouch! My arm had fallen asleep! I slowly moved my arm from underneath Jessica’s head. Once free, Jess moved around in her sleep, or what I was thinking was her sleeping. I stood up. I carefully walked my way over to the steps. I was trying to be careful not to step on anyone, or more importantly, walk into a piece of furniture or a wall.