Faye remembered that the first game she had played with her Uncle Ron was the one where he would try and guess what colour her knickers were. She woul... stand beside his big chairs and let him guess. After he had guessed, she would lift up her skirt and show him if he had got it right. After he had done this several times, he said he thought he could guess better if he put his hands up her skirt and touch her knickers, so she let him. Besides, he was very gentle and touched her knickers ever so. "Let's go beard the tigers."It took only a minute to reach their door. Bob knocked. Beth answered. She was wearing toreador pants, of all things, with a ruffled gold, long-sleeved blouse, white stockings and pointy-toed little shoes. All that black hair, still half wet, was piled on top of her head. I was glad I'd put on my dress. Not that I was competing, I just looked like I'd tried."Ah!" she said, smiling brightly. "Come into my parlor."Their room was just like ours--two double beds, a. She told her dad, "Chuck and Lisa are amazing in the way they are able to get everyone to play and sing together. That little girl, Bonita, is also responsible for keeping everyone on the right page. Watch her, Dad, and you'll see how she's right there making sure the brass picks up when they should. And one more thing, Dad, do you know that almost half of what you heard last night was written by Chuck when he was still in high school?"I was rolling my eyes at Kal and Kai, because Jane was. ?Please don’t make me say that?please. Oh god.??Say it,? Fleming hissed.?Richard?I can’t stop thinking about other men fucking me. Your cock isn’t enough. I want more?..? She looked down and sobbed, but kept her hands behind her head, and let Fleming play harder and harder with her tits.?Ask me to do it, Monica,? he said. ?Ask me to rape you.??Oh Jesus?..God?this is too much?please stop?.please?.??Say it!? he hissed.?Oh god. I want you to please rape me, Sir.??Do you want me to rape you because.