When she was 12, she met someone who changed her life, and made her become a better player, and better person, than she had ever thought she could be.... realized, with a shock, that she was talking about me. I began to get a little misty-eyed.“He believed in me, and always told me I could accomplish anything if I wanted it badly enough. He also told me that excuses were just that, excuses for not wanting something badly enough,” she said.Carrie said by her senior year in high school, as. ?Dania gave a brief cackle of mirth. ?Oh my dear; how little you know. ButI don?t want you to misunderstand me. I don?t hate you and I?m not angry.I don?t intend to support your marriage to my grandson ? I intend toblock it in any way that I can ? but I actually like you.?Veronica frowned, perplexed and caught completely off balance by thistrail of the conversation.?My father was shot and killed by Nazi soldiers when I was a girl inGermany. I was very nearly sent to one of the death camps. It. He groaned as his orgasm shook him, and his knees bent before he could recover. She never slowed though, the semen dribbling from her mouth and down her throat as it simply happened. He felt the pleasure shoot through him, and hated it. She continued to suck and move her head, even when his hand fell away. His hips kept pushing, though, as if they had their own mind.Her other hand came up and massaged his testicles, kneading them gently and wrapping her cool fingers around them. The cock in her. I know she had surprised me at least once andin my fury I had threatened her with the whip if she ever spoke aboutwhat she had seen. I had been touching myself between my legs, andworse, I had been doing so lying on the tiles, with the length of chainthat is secured to the slave ring at the foot of my couch, wrappedloosely around my left ankle. I had not realised the time, or thatLouise would enter soon to bathe and dress me. I had been furious. Ihad cursed her and chased her away. I had then.