I, of course, was still infatuated with Rachel. She was one-quarter Native American but appeared to be three-quarters, at least. She was about five-an...-a-half-feet tall with beautiful, luscious thick nearly-black hair that hung to the middle of her back. I knew her B-cup boobs were about as perfect of breasts that I had ever seen.For one brief moment, it was just she and I sitting in the living room. She was sitting cross-legged on the couch. I was on a chair across from her. I was looking at. I went her room but she didn’t speak with me she was angry with me. I kissed her told please speak with me or I will die. She told you are so selfish I saw tears in her eyes. I hugged her tightly and told I am sorry please telling me what I did. She told me afternoon.I caught your cock and made you satisfied but you didn’t even touch mine and make me satisfied. I told her sorry their parents told us that they are going for shopping as soon as they have gone and I lifted and played a blue film. She was in the zoneFinally I stoppedAnnie knew what was coming nextI took the flogger again and began thrashing her pussy again increasing the force with each strokeHer cunt was beginning to glow red so another few strokes, maybe ten then I stoppedI then picked up the paddle in my handThwack, the paddle crashed down on Annie's pussyOver and over again I continued until she was yelling and screaming but no safe word so I knew she was okayI finally stopped, well done my beautiful slut I saidI. " Ummm how did you know ... I mean ... you can't just ask someone if they love the 60's ... you know?" Gossip!" He said simply."Gossip??" I repeated in a question."Sure. Gossip tells you who's sleeping with whom and why and what they got out of it. Then you watch to see who moves on to what next."I was quiet as I thought about that. I could picture him sitting up in his office listening to all the office gossip and watching girls walk by guys shaking things a bit more, maybe groping a feel here.