That really meant a great deal to me. Perhaps I should have posted this work in Romance, as it was probably not as spicy as most would have liked. But...I am a novice at this and will think before I post next time. Until then, happy reading and writing to you all! –Alacia I would also like to apologize for the late posting of this part. I accidently spilled liquid in my laptop hard drive and killed it. I then had to go through the process of securing a new password so I could post it. I sincerely. " I am not too sure about this, love. It makes me uneasy." At least think about it, love. I have made no promises to Jeannette; just a hint so far." Oh, God! You have suggested it to her?" Only a tiny hint, you silly man. Why don't you see how you get on with her? You have her with you for part of today. Get to know her, and her body, a bit better." It is tempting, but feels wrong. I feel I will be betraying you if I do that." You can't be betraying me if I am behind you, pushing!" This is not. "Oh, she's not Gillespie. She went back to her maiden name, Mitchell, and then remarried about two years later. She's now Susan Larsen. Her husband's an insurance man and they've got two teen-aged girls. They live all the way up north, near Oregon. In Yreka." Al turned to face Jim, "Did you know that 'Yreka Bakery' is a palindrome?" Hunh?" 'Yreka Bakery' is a palindrome. You know. The same thing backwards and forwards. Like 'dad' and 'civic' and 'Madam, I'm Adam' and 'Able was I ere I saw. “I wouldn’t move if I were you.” He slices her low cut blouse off, tossing it aside. Moving to her skirt, he rips it open and roughly pulls them down. When he gets to her high heels he rips those off as well, tossing the skirt and heels with the blouse. He looks at her bra and cuts it down the middle, allowing her tits to move freely. He mauls her tits, hard. She begs in between the sobs, “Please stop!” her head tossing from side to side, “it hurts! please!” Adam just smirks. All he says is,.