Taking yet another tight bend, Kate swung off the main road and began to drive cautiously down a steep hill towards a small town nestling in a bay of ...eep blue water. A rickety sign bore the legend – ‘Colebria’ – and, just outside the town itself, Kate took a left turn to a separate enclave of what were obviously holiday chalets. Anne was surprised, but not displeased. She had thought they would be living in the town itself, but she had a good feeling about the area, and had no objection to ten. I was wrong. Within days I began to realize just how wrong I was. I found myself craving him, yearning for him, wanting to experience being with him again.I began to wait outside his place, When I finally saw him, my heart raced, my pulse quickened. Feelings I had not had since maybe jr. high school were now flooding through me. I waited a few moments, then knocked on his door.With his same confident, casual manner, he invited me in. Saying he was going to take a shower, he asked if I wanted to. It kind of catchesher strange for minute, then she understands it, that we're not grabbinghands, but at the wrists instead.I ask, "If you're going now? fine...but let's talk at least on the wayback to your exit?"Sara nods back. "Yes! more than happy to."We talked! All the way back, about little things. Almost like goodfriends would. I think to myself as we 'chat' 'I could get to like thisone...she seems to be honest?'She asked me a strange question, during our chat, "Did you like any ofthe. And when I rummage through her play-stuff and other drawers to collect all the candles I can find she only licks her lips and her nipples stiffen a little more. She is such a slut! Isn't she great?I had put a towel on the bed before she lay down (hard wax on the sheets is too hard to explain), so I don't have to worry about overflow. Oh yes, overflow. But not yet. I light a thick red candle first. There's just something about red wax that screams 'pain', isn't there? Well, maybe it's just the.