‘It’s impressive,’ she said, noting that it curved like a banana, leaning to the right. ‘Thanks, want to touch?’ ‘No. Not right now.’ Sh... licked her lower lip again and felt herself growing wet at her crotch. My name’s Mal,’ he said. ‘Mal Content, and that’s for real, my father had a weird sense of humor.’ ‘Has it cost you much grief?’ she asked as he paused to shed his pants and then his shorts. ‘Every fuckin’ day of my life,’ He said halting his undressing for a moment. ‘But if you remember. It’ll only hurt more.” Melissa listened to him, and relaxed as much as she could. She heard a swoosh of air. Then she felt the pain. Then she screamed. Melissa involuntarily pulled herself up the rope when the cane struck home as her body lurched forward. “One. You’re getting another five, so’s you can count how many. Then who knows what I’ll do to ya.” Melissa started to wonder what she had got herself into. Fuck, she thought, where was Matt. Swoosh! Melissa screamed again. The pain was. Oh yesssssssssssssss, I can imagine his touch as I finger my left nipple, fantasing that it’s his mouth on my breast. How would he feel in person? Who is this man? Those thoughts are in the back of my mind, but right now, he was making my pussy tingle and I wanted so badly to see if he was going to get me off. I’m moaning, groaning in his ear, and he is taking that to mean that I wanted more, and he is right. ‘Baby, is your pussy wet? I like when your pussy gets wet for me.’ ‘I’m down there. He has said that he has no ulterior motives, and I know him well enough to fully believe him. He’s one of those old fashioned folks who take their words seriously. You will be at least as safe here as you would be in your family’s home.’ *********************** Julie took June in to meet Alan’s mom, Madeleine, while Alan went to the kitchen. June sensed that she would really like spending time with Madeleine. Before June knew it, Alan came and announced that supper was ready. When the three.