.. I'll make you pay for the shit you've put this family through..." Oh come on ... as if you didn't act like that every day of your high school life....." Get out..." What?!" Get out. With that attitude, there is no way I am going to even consider buying you a bathing suit ... or maybe even taking you to St. Barts!"Everyone who was anyone was going to St. Barts over winter vacation. Thanksgiving was spent either at home, country homes, etc. The clique's families saved the islands and other. Susan laid back on the bed breathing very hard and I saw her massaging her own breasts as she relaxed. The Couple left with smiles and the girl even said “You taste good honey”.A few more minutes passed and a Spanish young man entered, looked at my nude wife and asked “Are you having a good time?”. She replied slowly “Yes” He then said “Well you’re going to like this then.” He came to the bed and she reached for him but he stopped her. She looked quizzical as him and he reached down to turn her. He'd punished him self by refraining that long; and now, at last, he felt he'd suffered enough, and had earned an orgasm. Again---that curious mixture of sexual excitement and longing, as well as the long, drawn-out observance of 'chastity!' It was definitely tied in to a strong S&M streak! I suppose he felt 'better' because he'd suffered for all those days and nights of wanting an orgasm, but refusing to allow that to occur...that is, until some internal voice said other wise.He handed me the. “It is the name of my mother beforeshe married my Father, I could not bear to use the nameof my husband but if I used my Father’s name then myhusband may find me if he comes looking.” That subjectwas never broached again. Months passed before any newdevelopments appeared.It was on Lorena’s twelfth Birthday that her Mothercalled her to her room, during the afternoon siesta.Lorena had no idea what the reason was so she arrivedwithout any worries or anxiety. She arrived.