.. yes anyway. And that was nice too, having someone else do it. And then he stopped with his fingers and slipped down and used his mouth. Is that ora... sex? It was lovely. He pushed his tongue in and held my bottoms with his hands and let a finger slide across my behind place. You know, the other hole. Yes, that was nice too. And then I kind of went all limp and could hardly breathe and I thought I’d faint. Oooo that was ... lovely. Anyway, he didn’t stop, he just came up my body again and. I had to pretend I was the same innocent girl that left. Who know how my parents would act if they knew how much I enjoyed "vices" like sex, alcohol and partying!For the first week, being good was easy. I stayed home a lot of the time. I only really went out in the day to hang out with girl friends, and I spent most of my time catching up on a lot of Netflix or on twitter. Then, as Christmas started getting closer, the parties began. On Christmas Eve, my friend Rebecca called me and asked if I. I pulled onto the shoulder of the road and tried restarting the car. Nothing. I dug out my cell phone and called my husband. “Hello,” Eric answered. “Eric, my car has died and I can’t get it restarted,” I explained. “Where are you,” he asked? “I am about a mile or so from the house. Where should I have the car towed?” I inquired. “Have it towed to Henley’s Garage. My flight will be in about 7:00 and I will check on it in the morning. You can take my car tomorrow,” replied Eric. “Okay, love. Good fortune to you and yours." Caine gave the formal farewell and waited just long enough for the other two to acknowledge him before he was off.He glided unnoticed through the throng — all hot and sweaty from their lively gyrations. He was at the entrance by the time Eddings had shepherded the feminine group to the outer doors."What did you think you were doing?" the rage in the light melodic voice oozed power. A power Caine had never felt before as he slowed his advance on the group."The man.