Fortunately, her jump into me pushed me against the wall and not down the steps. With no other choice, I carried her to her bedroom. With her still f...rmly affixed to me, I slipped off my shoes and lowered us onto the bed, side by side.Clarissa's face was buried between my neck and shoulders, and there it stayed. Then, as she gradually calmed down, Clarissa relaxed her grip and fell asleep in my arms.I woke to her alarm beeping with her still in my grip and me in hers. As I began to move,. She wanted to deny it vehemently, was about to and would have, non-regarding the place deep in her soul where she felt a welcome for him. She would have set him straight, utterly destroyed his arrogance and pretensions, had he not stepped away from the wall, into the grey light. He did his name proud. He was a being of shadows and light, of obscurity and beauty. Ageless, his pale face was unlined, the features aquiline and strangely without racial markers. His hair a long curtain of silky white. Her senses were never keener. She was aware of everything. She never felt more alive.Hermione’s bottom quivered with tension. Air burbled in the form of waves of cramps of apprehension ricocheted through her tummy. Every breath was deep and loud in the office.“Really, I’m gonna take a caning!” Hermione screamed to her conscience.How could she have dared to ask to be caned?“Bend Over the desk, Hermione; this will definitely burn your arse.” Sydney promised.Hermione soon would gain a healthy. And Amy just kept checking him out, especially his ass when he got out to pump gas. It was no secret to me and Renee, Amy was drooling over him, big time.Well, we make it to the Marina, we all gather up our supplies and get on the boat. Amy knows her stuff about boating and she quickly steers us out in to the Gulf of Mexico. It was an absolutely beautiful day for boating. Nice and hot, with a light breeze, perfect conditions for getting Tommy margaritaized and partying with us older girls. Once.