He’d stowed his gear, but was so excited he stayed awake all night. He didn’t fret because he figured he could catch some shut-eye on the long 10-...our flight home. He soon took his seat, trying best to remain calm, cool, and collected. However, in his mind all he could see was the sexy curvaceous image of Kandy. The picture mesmerized him. Her long red hair with golden accents cascaded down her shoulders. The ringlets framed her beautiful face, with its blemish free ivory complexion; with its. Rising and rushing to the vanity, she filled her mouth with the burning liquid that tasted bitter and rough and spit it into the basin, followed by another, longer swig. She looked at him standing there dead-eyed, cock still at full mast. *Wretched waste of skin.* She hadn’t lied to him when she told him that, to her, nothing was more intimate than mouth-fucking. It was an intimacy, one he didn’t deserve and one he would never have again. Calming herself, she circled him with almost a dancer’s. We hardly spoke, and she left me as soon as she had shown me the way. There must have been more than twenty rooms in the house; I would have needed a map to find my way around.I was told that dinner would be served at seven o'clock, but till then, I could do whatever I wanted. Since I was rather tired after the long drive, I lay on the bed and read a book I had taken with me. Soon enough, it was time for dinner.After the meal, there was dancing to a live orchestra. I didn't really want to. I was just talking to your sister and thinking. How was your book reading?”“It was good. Blossom Mom read ‘The Princess Bride’.”“Erin Lynn! You’ve seen that movie a million times!”“I know, but I like the story. Are you coming?”“Only if you’ll hold my hand so I don’t get lost in the fire swamp and get eaten by the ROUS’s”“Daddy! There aren’t any ROUS’s here. But I’ll hold your hand.” She said in a comforting tone.Erin Lynn held out her hand and we walked back to the house. This was the first.