He continued to move his hand farther up, until he finally hit the smoothness of her satin panties. He loved the feel of running his fingers over the ...atin, the ease with which he could swirl his digits over her sensitive areas.He decided to take it up a notch, and play the game she had last night. He whispered to her , “You like that? You like it when I play with your pussy? When I tease your clit, and make you so wet it soaks through everything? You like it when I slip my fingers into your. They went back to talking for, again, what seemed like hours before they paid any attention to me.The school was just about entirely empty by now. All the students were gone and all the teachers too. There may have been some janitors or something, but they weren't around. Ms D then told me to stand up and remove my dress.I stood up and obeyed. I was so embarrassed. Ms D has seen me naked, but Madame E, I didn't even know her. She and Ms D started to talk in French again and I couldn't. ‘Peter, I wanted to talk to you … ‘ ‘About what?’ ‘About the kidnapping.’ ‘I don’t want to talk about that.’ ‘Why not? I think it’s important that we talk about it.’ ‘What for?’ Withers angrily tossed the tongs onto the floor, stalking away from her and turning his back on her. ‘Why dredge up something that should remain covered?’ ‘Because we haven’t had a chance to talk about it.’ ‘I don’t want to talk about it, Cassia! I don’t want to remember what those men did to you! I don’t even want to. They had a young mother a few months later wanting to give her baby up for adoption. In August, when the baby girl was born, Alison was there with all the paperwork, and ringing endorsements from friends and family. She had confided to Jeryl and myself that it was the only time she ever felt blessed to have been raised Catholic. She and Rose had moved into her new house in Deer Valley in September and she had limited her travel while spending much more time with Jeryl, Anna, Ali and Jer. There.