I love to cook a good dinner for people that reallyappreciate it. You'll have to come and visit Wendy again sometime soon,"Wilma responded."I'd like t...at Mrs. Parsons. I really would," Wendy said."Please call me Wilma. All of my friends do," she said."And I'd like it if you called me Madge, Megan. Please do come again. I'dlove to see Wendy spend time with such a wonderful role model that is alittle closer to her in age," Madge said.The foursome got up from the table and walked to the front. ‘It was ok,’ said Bethan’s mum. ‘Turn around Bethan sweetheart’‘Mother, Father, I’ve had little accident’ I timidity had gone now… it was just plain fear.‘For fuck sake; what is it this time! You silly bitch – ‘At this, my mother gipped my father’s arm gently; trying to get him to calm down.‘What is it Bethan honey,’ said my mother.At this I turned to face them to reveal tomato soup all down my silk tank top and skirt. My parents stood in outraged silence; I knew my father was furious since he. " No sir, we won't," Paris assured him as Rory added agreement.The girls sat silently as the man majestically stalked from the room. He closed the door behind him and there was a loud "Click" as the old fashioned lock turned.For nearly a minute neither girl moved from her chair nor uttered a word. Rory started trembling, slightly at first, then more so. At the same time Paris began to quiver. Both of them looked straight ahead as if they were afraid to look at each other. Twice the focal point. Your hands slide up and down my legs.Your mouth, oh, that mouth and tongue, searches my every fold. I moan your name. Your tongue finds my pleasure spot. You suck and lick and perform pure magic. My body isn’t used to this and rocks gently. I’m moaning, and you, you and that tongue move faster. I pant, and you don’t stop. And soon enough, my body convulses on you.I’m screaming. For you. Because of you. MORE of you. You raise your head and that smile has returned. I smile and tell you to hold.