"That was Gramma's Rabbit." Rabbit? What was it for?" Clitoral and vaginal stimulation." I said, twisting the bottom and bringing it to life. Marnie i...terceded at this point, "The big end goes in your pussy, the little end buzzes against your button. Here, let me show you." Marnie grabbed it from my hand, pushed it deep in her cunt until the smaller arm pressed against her clit. She pulled it out and handed it to her friend. "Go ahead! Try it!" Oooooh my God!" Morgan crooned as it slipped. Of course I did not love it as much as Katya who I could see working in the garden. I switched off the engine and sat watching her, my little Ukrainian peasant girl, I had called her that once after she took over the garden to grow vegetables and keep chickens, she got very cross with me and reminded me that she had worked in a fashion boutique in central Kiev. Now I could see her feeding the chickens wearing a pair of dungarees that used to mine. I had bought them when I was a teenager, worn. I climbed up on it as I positioned my body. Daddy strapped me down. My body was trembling. I was definitely scared but excited at that point. Daddy walked to his room and came back out. I couldn't see what he had. He came around to the front of me and blindfolded me. I hated not being able to see when there were people besides Daddy here. I tried to put myself in a zone. It wasn't working so well.After a few minutes, I felt hands all over my body. They were caressing and squeezing. Someone's. “Travis to Liz: The Love Nest Goes or I Go,” blared across the front of one of the city’s most notorious rags. The story inside wasn’t any better.“Rumors about the goings-on at Liz Larimer’s trendy apartment have long made the rounds in the Big Apple,” the story read. “If recent events are any indication, hunky boy toy Travis Blakely must put stock in what many in the city have long thought to be true. The songbird, fresh off a breakup with her label after a kidnapping plot hatched by her.