From day one there had been a connection and closeness between Jason and me, and Neil and I had talked openly about it. This was why it was such a big...deal to do what Jason was asking. If there were just sex and no connection, then what would using one little extra word have mattered? But because there was this connection and closeness, then if we did label him ‘my boyfriend’, in one stroke we moved this closeness and connection to the next level.And that’s why Neil and I were both excited and. In all honestly, neither Laylen nor her husband, Marco, knew what to say to their youngest daughter that would not be a lie.And the black suited men came to their workplaces; they concisely informed them that someone they are related to has made terrible enemies who soon might come for them and that they are to follow them home to pack their stuff and leave New Earth. They also briefly said that their daughter, as well as members of their extended family are currently being round up and will. Then he said softly, ‘Do it, Connie.’ As if in a dream, I knelt down on the kitchen floor, bowed my head, and said, ‘I’m truly, truly sorry for how I treat you. Please help me change.’ My anger was gone. A wave of relief crashed over me. Whatever happened now was out of my hands. That was the beginning. The key thing on His part was suddenly daring to demand control, because He realized that if He didn’t, the marriage was over anyway. The key thing on my part was the sudden perception that His. They immediately became erect waiting for more attention. He took his champagne covered brush and painted circles as he had done with the ice water around and the areola and nipple. Once covered with champagne he took the entire nipple in his mouth, sucking, nibbling and flicking it with his tongue. Then a chocolate covered nipple, followed by honey, each devoured with more passion than the first, the intensity building. He painted champagne dots about 2 inches apart down her stomach then drank.