My ... God! How could you be so stupid?" I don't know?" she mumbled more to herself than to Rhonda who was way past hearing anything she had to say. S...e dropped her head onto the kitchen table and let her arms hang uselessly to the floor. There really wasn't anything she could say for herself so she just let Rhonda rant."Sherry, what if this guy drugged you or something?" Nope, that's not the source of this pounding headache." Sherry this guy could have drugged you and kidnapped you and cut you. ..just to remind her who was in control. When we got out to the parking lot I turned it on again as we had parked at the very far edge of the lot and she very quickly got to being right on the verge of orgasm once again. Se looked at me and stopped walking and grabbed hold of a light pole for support as her body was racked by one incredible orgasms after another as she let it all out this time and screamed as the waves of pleasure washed over her. My wife is capable of multiple intense orgasms. I did not say anything. He did not remove his hand. Then slowly, like as if it were cotton, he started pressing my boob. After sometime, my resistance vanished and my body slumped. Then he turned me towards himself and said, “I have not seen breasts as big and beautiful as yours. When you walk in the corridor, they heave so beautifully on your chest, I always want to feel them and hold them.” On Wednesdays and Fridays, we wore shirt and skirt while on other days we wore tunics. That day was a. I’m Z. My mom named me Zelda after the princess in her favorite video game. But everyone calls me Z. Pronounced Zee, not Zed. I lived with my mom and my 2 years younger sister, Fran. Mom worked as a model. Not every lady of 31 could do that, but she could. Thinking back I’m pretty sure she did a little hooking on the side. I do remember babysitters at random times. I thought she was dating, looking to replace her ex.I do not remember our dad, the ex. He split when I was 2 and Fran was a baby..