We were only about halfway through our drinks before Simon started to complement me again on how sexy I looked. As he did so he shuffled behind me on ...he bed and I felt his firm hands on my shoulder blades as he started to give a deep shoulder and neck massage. His touch made my body tingle and I could feel his breath against my neck. He started to whisper in my ear, telling me to relax and enjoy the attention. As he continued to sensually massage my neck, his whispers started to become more. His tongue shot out to taste the wonderful smelling digits. Karen thought it was cute at first then was fascinated at how his tongue moved over, around and between her fingers. It was very stimulating to her. Once he was satisfied he had gotten all that was on them he searched for more. When his head went to her crotch, she pushed him away. He moved around the end of the lounge and tried again.“No Jack!” she shouted, pushing him away more forcefully.His persistence was admirable but she. One by one they all left me. All the people who cared about me disappeared from my life over the space of six months.“For the next nine years, no one gave a shit about me. I could come home at three in the morning and no one batted an eye. If I skipped school it was fine. I got suspended for smoking weed in 10th grade. My mother screamed me at but that was nothing new. It wasn’t because she was worried about my health. It’s because it embarrassed her in front of her friends. For some reason,. " The figure raised her hands, the air boiling between them like she was creating a ball of turbulent energy.Fumi reacted without thought, drawing back the bowstring, Windfeather creating an arrow of green air, and released. It sped true. Zaritha hurled the ball of energy and it met the arrow. Searing wind exploded, whipping past Fumi and painting the area in clear greens in Fumi's mind. Zaritha was tall and willowy, dressed in light clothing, her arms bare save for metal bracelets about her.