He licked me again from chin to my hairline, a long slobbery lick that made me cringe away, appalled. It dawned on me slowly why the back of my gown w...s out of place and my rear end appallingly wet."Oh, please, no!" I groaned. "Tell me you didn't." An experimental shifting of my legs told me they were splayed invitingly. No wonder the skin of my butt cheeks and labia tingled. Max had been at me.Groaning, I forced my legs closed and attempted to kneel. My shaky arms and legs were having none of. He completely ignored me and swept down on her like a vulture. For the rest of the night he was her's and I was open to whatever cock wanted me." How did you feel watching Mark with another woman for the second time in your life?" Yeah it was strange," Suddenly she seemed much more relaxed and she visibly slumped back into the chair. "It was a mix of curiosity, anger, jealousy, fear, and love all rolled into one."She fell silent as she replayed the night in her head. "I was angry that he didn't. She was quiet with all of us too, but you could really notice the difference around Jane and Grace.In the time Elizabeth had been with us, I hadn't gotten to know her very well. I wasn't sure if she was avoiding me on purpose, or if Gerta always assigned her work to do that was away from wherever I was. I had only said about fifty words to her since she started working at our house, and she'd probably said about ten words back to me. I knew about her a little bit from what Mama and Gerta had. Mr. Simpson beckoned the Barons' starting pitcher, Johnny Mackinson, over to the stands, and introduced him to his "grandson."The boy asked Mackinson for his autograph, and held out his book. In the book, there were autographs of many famous baseball players: Ted Williams' name was in there, and Joe DiMaggio's. Bob Feller, too! But these names were on 3 x 5 index cards, and they had been gathered long-distance by the boy, who had written fan letters to the players.He would mail a letter to the.