"Boo!" The young man roared.She let out a shriek and jumped nearly a foot off the floor before landing on the blanket covered young man. Her little fi...ts pounded on his chest as she giggled madly."Oh, Erik, so, you think that you can scare me just like that and get away with it? Oh, no, Monsieur, be prepared for you have met your match. Now it is my turn to toy with you and you shall find that there is no escape from the titian's terribly tremendous torture by her tiny, tickling touch! Beware,. I just returned her stare, my face expressing no emotion.Again, she begged "Please, just tell me what I need to do! I just need to use the phone, then I'll be out of your hair and won't ever bother you again! Please, I'll do anything!"She apparently envisioned a limited scope to 'anything', but I wasn't going to let her off the hook that easily. "Strip. Right here. Every stitch."She looked as if I had hit her in the stomach. "You want me to take off my clothes?" Her head was shaking, side to. Slowly I tried to rub her clitoris but she quickly pulled my hand down and away but then with the same urgency her grip relaxed, and I was able to feel her clitoris in my fingers, between my lips, and under my tongue. I soothingly licked and sucked it while running my index finger round and round like a ‘merry go around’ inside of her swollen lips. Mom started those special moans of approval and I knew for sure that she was ready again.“I want you inside of me now, take me I’m ready for you. ”They both smiled. Cindy continued, “She’ll always be his Amalita and she wouldn’t want it any other way.”“She told me, she’s in love with him.”“Did you tell her to get in line?” They both laughed.That December night, on the bus coming back from the concert in LA, Matt had held the sleeping girl on his lap for the five hours it took to get back to Lodi. When they arrived in the early hours of the morning, Cindy volunteered to take the girl ‘temporarily’ until they could figure out what to do.