My lips trace your face, passing over your closed eyelids and down your nose to your lips. I briefly kiss you and then move down to your neck. You sti... and your eyes flutter open. You are about to say something but I put a finger over your mouth to quiet you. It is my time to be in charge now. With my finger still over your lips, I reach to the bedside table and grab and scarf. I tighten it gently over your eyes as a smile forms on your lips. I quickly kiss you again and then my lips move back. Up to christmas both of us were too busy to continue our on-line chats, after New Year for some reason she failed to keep up and as such she was given a penance. The conversation went like this;On Monday, January 30, 2017, Eddy Longfellow wrote; Is there a good reason you`re not in touch?And the reply cameHi Edd, to answer your question honestly, no there is no reason for not contacting you and I expect to be thrashed with your belt as punishmentYours May xMy reply was; On Monday, January 30,. Are you? I mean, were you actually wanting Art to fuck you that night?”“I could lie to you and say ‘yes.’ But I won’t, since I’m trying to ‘come clean’ with you right now, and you deserve to know the real truth about me. So here it is: All the way up until the time that you and I finally began having intercourse together, I had always viewed myself as being a ‘nice Catholic girl,’ and a ‘nice girl’ wasn’t supposed to. Most did because they were just as curious as I was about sex. They had either heard their parents having sex, or like me caught someone. So when I asked one girl if I could lick her pussy, she slapped me and said that I was sick. I was going to have to figure something else out. I thought that Maggie was a pretty hip person, and told her so several times. She never talked down to me when we had a serious conversation, like the time we talked about my oldest sister getting pregnant at.