At this point, though, I would just like to teach him a lesson about how you treat women, if you get what I mean.”“I do. I had a friend who was ra...ed. She ended up killing herself because she couldn’t deal with it.”“I could see how that could happen, but my friend managed to get through it, even though she got pregnant. She had an abortion.”“Wow. And she’s OK?”“I wouldn’t say ‘OK’ but I would say she’s working on being OK. She shakes like a leaf at any contact with a guy — even just holding. She asked him, "Do you find that sexy?"Carl responded, "I don't know?" What do you mean you don't know, are you gay?" rudely replied Mrs.Monet."No! I am not gay and I think that woman does look sexy!" Carlinterjected."Well, you don't have to get smart with me young man, go finish yourhomework!" yelled Mrs. Monet."Yes, mother dearest." Carl said sheepishly.Carl was now flustered and it was hard to concentrate on his homeworkafter being scolded by his stepmother, but he still loved looking at. I like books and always wanted a study room. This seems to work well for me.”“Could we sit here?”I nodded. There was a desk against a wall with a comfortable office chair before it. There was another comfortable chair with an ottoman in the room. She sat. I sat in my desk chair turned to face her.“That is an American Standard version Bible. It is a reasonably modern translation and reads easily. That are many versions that are good. This is just one.”“Thank you, Steve.”“You’re welcome.”“Where. “How are you feeling Sarah,” he asked moving to her spread-eagled naked body.“Ready for more of your hot fun,” she said. As soon as he heard those words, Mike moved in front of Tony and his fingertips grazed Sarah’s nipples, causing her to gasp as the thrill went throughout her body. Soon he found himself scraping his long fingernails over her stiff buds, causing her even more excitement. He lowered his head and flicked her nipple with his slippery tongue, watching her hard sprout grow with.