?" asked Carol.Shaking her head, the old woman smiled at Carol. "Tut tut, my dear; you doseem to have a limited vocabulary. Ah, here she is now. An ex...remelyattractive woman with body language that stated unequivocally "professionallady" moved into Carol's view. She was in her mid twenties and was wearing atastefully feminine white silk blouse under a blue pinstripe suit; her skirtended at mid knee. She was wearing pumps with a two-inch heel, and her makeupand jewelry were perfect for the. " Ugh. I'd rather not." Come on. I'm the pushy type - if you haven't figured that out by now.I'm going to keep pestering you till I find out anyway."Why did she have to make it sound like he didn't have any choice in thematter? He took another big swig of his beer to think. He wasdefinitely buzzed. "Geez! What do you want to know? I like it.Okay? It's complicated, damn it!" Okay, okay. You don't have to swear. I'm just asking that's all." Yeah, sorry. Look it's not something I'm used. All I could do was relax and ride the waves he had thrown me into as he continued pushing my buttons. Pushing me higher and higher, changing his intensity as I began to come down only to be pushed even higher. It felt like it would never end until I collapsed, panting, realizing he had stopped and was teasingly kissing me again.I stared at the ceiling for a moment, just breathing as the world spun around me. When I felt able, I looked down, seeing him smile through a dripping wet face as he. If she orders you to do things with her then, you'll do what she asks, right?" Emily was trapped. Did she mean what she told me, or was it another attempt to buy herself some time?"Emily, you come in and watch Kenny fucking me. He's going to get me pregnant today, and you should be there. She can watch, can't she?" Brenda turned to me. I knew she was taking control of Emily for me. She knew that her control of Emily was much stronger than mine. She wanted me to be sure to know that it was. If.