He thought he was making so much ground with her. He tried so hard to make her feel safe and now it felt like she was pulling away. Grant was angry. I... was building. He knew logically that none of this was her fault, that she was doing the best she could. But, he couldn’t help the anger and frustration bubbling underneath the surface. When would she trust him? He drove home quickly to brood. Mary walked into her house feeling lost and confused. What was she doing, how could she brush Grant. I couldn't help it; again I felt it was my fault. He came over to save me.While I was sitting there holding his hand, his parents came in. There could only be two people at the bedside at a time. I walked to the waiting room and his parents were with him for a few minutes. They came in the waiting room to talk to me. I still got along with them but didn't see them very often. I wasn't invited to their family functions.I explained to them what happened at the bar. I didn't tell them Ben grabbed. When she came down from that indescribable moment, Amie lay back, her legs splayed open, arms spread out, her body and pussy glistening from the sweat of the moment. I climbed onto the bed, took her gently into my arms and sent my tongue deep into her mouth, still salty from the taste of Derek's cum. It was her first orgasm of the evening, and of the cruise. Holding me closer in the climax's aftermath, she smiled and said, "I have to have it in me... is it alright?" "It certainly is," I. "Now, he's starting to sound like asissy!" Maryann chortled.Caroline's body tensed up and a small creamy white head of sissy creamformed at the very end of his sissy stick. Caroline relaxed, but herstepmother screamed "You useless whore, can't even come properly foryour own stepmother!" Caroline in shame said "I am sorry, I am sospent!" Rita ripped off the knee high and added the second knee high.She through Caroline over her knees and began to spank her with thehairbrush.Mrs. Monet would spank.