She glanced into the dirty, streaked mirror above the washbowl, looking for signs of perverted lust in her face. She saw none and sighed with relief. ...hen she returned to the car, she was startled to see Dennis behind the wheel."I thought you were napping?", she said, opening the door."I couldn't sleep, Mom. Hop in and let me drive for a while."Helen was disappointed, very disappointed. Now that she's composed herself somewhat, she had been secretly hoping to once again watch her son fondle. "Robert glanced at the girl dressed in an oversized sweater and faded pinafore, obviously ready to do her afternoon chores, his mind on her father's offer. She shrugged into her wine-colored winter coat, tied a kerchief about her head and hurried out the door, her feet in high-topped boots and her long hair thoroughly hidden. "Cow's waiting," she said as she turned up her collar and disappeared, wondering why she had felt so glad to see the lean young man in her kitchen. She hurried across the. I knew I could break her. Shewanted me to break her.She fucking loved it.‘Tell me what you remember.’She purred when I pulled her head back all the way.Her throat was long and pale, sweetly tempting. Whichside did I leave marks on last time? I didn’t remember. Iwould make sure to leave marks on both sides this time,just to make sure I covered all the bases. I wanted to giveher something she had to hide, something she had toexplain. Wearing a turtleneck in the dead of summer inMiami?. Bajo la mirada, miro su cintura al aire, su precioso ombligo, levanto la mirada, ella se relame, mueve su pie lo aplasta contra mi paquete, lanzo un gemido, no me muevo del asiento. Vuelve a mover su pie, ahora la punta de su zapato intenta meterse debajo de mí, noto su zapato debajo de mis huevos, lanzo otro gemido.De repente aparta su pie, lanzo un suspiro, ella ríe. Se levanta, se da la vuelta comienza a buscar algo en su equipaje dejado encima de ella. Miro su silueta, veo como los.