My hubby didn’t touched like that . He squeeze little and try to scroll down the leggings. I helped him to scroll down the leggings up to my thighs,...he touch my thighs in a chilled water. I feel it very hot. .accidentally my hand touches his phant’s , I seen the bulge and strong rod inside the phant. I surprise I can’t seen the strong pennies in my life even my hubby also not too strong like this. I like it the strong pennies I hold it tightly , He help to unzip the phant and kept the pennies. ‘It won’t be a year,’ she whispers. ‘We wouldn’t let it take that long.’ I don’t respond. After a while she sighs. ‘I’m glad you stopped it when you did. I’m glad we had a chance to talk it out more.’ I look up. ‘You feel better?’ A pause. ‘Don’t you?’ ‘of course I do.’ I squeeze her close. ‘Anyway, this will be a better system.’ she snuggles in again. ‘It’s so much better if you don’t have to be there. I worried about that.’ ‘I was just trying to help find a way to get it over with sooner.’. You might like it.”The girl, for that was what she was, not more than fifteen, said, “Oh could I? Just for a moment. I’ve been under instruction all night.” She sat ... relaxed ... and fell asleep.“Shush,” Zo whispered. “JW. You’re not going today. Go get Mel and bring her here. Do not disturb Cyn.”Following JW to the head, I saw an unknown girl asleep in Zo’s chair. Zoe held a silencing finger to her lips. Motioning to JW to ‘stay,’ Zo took me to the saloon.“Who is that?” I asked.“An emissary. Tamara fed Taylor a spoonful of thesweet pudding, holding the spoon close to Taylor’smouth. Taylor took the pudding slowly into her mouth,looking into the eyes of the older women. The meaningdidn’t escape the little angel who again quivered andwondered if anyone was watching. What is happening to me she thought, here I am sittingin a romantic restaurant with an older woman actinglike what… like I am love. Am I? she wondered. Allevening Taylor had felt like she was floating.