I smiled at them, waiting for their exuberance to die down again.“I mean, look at Katrina Morgensten here,” I said, motioning to the girl. She tre...bled, blushing crimson, her sandy-blonde hair spilling in lovely curls around her face. “Her mother and father helped put this on. They’ve been fans of me for years. In fact, I met Katrina’s step-mother the first time I passed through Texas.“She gave me an inviting welcome.”A laugh went through the crowd.“And now her step-daughter’s here to help me. You've tried telling him numerous times that he shouldn't beat himself up over a fight, and that of course your parents loved you both, but the grief won't subside.Anyway, it took some convincing, but he finally agreed to join your friends for the getaway. He even offered to buy the beer! You think what tipped the scale was that Omar let slip that Keely was coming. What your brother wouldn't do for a hot girl...Then you hear a loud whisper, "Aw, shit!" You look over and see Rory holding up his. It looked fantastic. She turned around and flashed her pussy. I was delighted to see that she had given herself a really close trim.I returned home, stripped off and lay on my bed. I wanked like crazy, thinking that in twenty-four hours I would be fucking Sam again for the first time in nearly three months.The rest of the day passed at a glacial pace. I did some exercises, a little shopping and tidied my garden. It didn’t help. The clock had hardly moved. In order to get Sam out of my mind and. She was wrong and that delicious look of pity mingled with power in her eyes was dangerously misjudged. She did not think he had it in him. How she misunderstood, still. He picked up the rattan once again, and without pausing between blows for the sting to be absorbed into the skin, he relentlessly pummeled her bare reddened skin. She had no time to become accustomed to the pain, to allow her body to accept it and her brain to whisper to itself that it could not last forever, as is the way with.