"Mom's face was beet red as I switched to her other foot and continued the massage while the silence lingered between us, the invisible line of i****t...all that kept both of us from ravishing each other.I massaged her feet for a few more minutes before finishing, standing up and saying, "I need to go do some studying." Oh, okay," she said, her tone implying disappointment, I assumed she hoped I would take her then and there. But the plan was to tease her relentlessly first...although teasing her. “I thought you didn’t like me,” I say to Persia. “I don’t,” Persia says with a snide grin. I'm so confused. Persia is slipping her hands under my shirt again. Amber is behind her, Desire is kissing my neck. All of this is happening too fast. People I know are watching. People I have to go to school with are going to see this. “What Persia likes and doesn’t like isn’t important. She does what she is told,” Amber says. “Why?” “Because we own her.” “You do?” “Yes.” “Like a slave?” “Like a. The next thing I was aware of was a feather. It kept tickling my nose, until I was awake. When I opened my eyes, I saw Sherrie with a feather, using it to tickle me awake. When she saw me looking at her, she lost the feather and grabbed my head, kissing me with passion and intensity. She clearly did not wake up with second thoughts about me. That was good. The day was looking very good.After kissing me into a major hard on, she had the nerve to break free and say, "Hey. Up and at 'em. It's time. Jimmy was a good friend who served a year with me in Nam and we had covered each other in combat situations numerous times. If you looked up ‘wiry’ in the dictionary they should have a picture of Jimmy. He was about my height but probably didn’t way over 135 pounds, skinny but it was all muscle and determination. He was the kind of guy that if you ever got into a fight with him, you would have to kill him to win. He simply wouldn’t quit no matter how badly he was hurt. If you hospitalized him,.