’ David continued talking about the week he was on vacation and missed seeing Abbie. ‘Missed seeing her smile, her eyes sparkling, and talking.’...‘When I got back I saw Abbie by the fire pit and she said I was like a real boyfriend and I told her I could be a real boyfriend if she wanted. We had kissed a couple times on the cheeks but then was a kiss of real commitment to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend. I can’t tell you how special it felt.’ Abbie giggled and punctuated David’s last. "He turned and came closer but this time keeping a polite distance."In my life, I have taken what I desired. I let nothing stand in my way. Is that not how you have seen yourself?"Once again, he wove truth into his spell, and once again Cassidy couldn't find a way to disagree."Yes, of course, but..." There are no buts, Cassidy. Truth either is, or it is not. What are you running home to? How often are you allowed the chance to live, truly live on your own terms! If you go now, you deny me, that. The tears begin to flow unabated, and she let them fall. She didn't care. It is too late to care. She pleaded between sobs, no longer caring. In an instant, her entire being is consumed by what is without question the most powerful climax of her life. No longer is she silent: she screams, loud and long, wailing and sobbing without shame, her body basking in the ultimate feminine pleasure yet pleading for more like a longtime addict. I roared with each forceful thrust into her, I thrust harder. John finally arose from the receptionist desk and went to the station furthest from the front door and began prepping it, filling the foot bath with warm, sudsy water, and setting out his tools. He then came and invited me to the chair. He helped me into the elevated chair, and took a seat on a stool before me. As John gave me my manicure, we chatted about his school and how Nancy was doing at hers. John had heard about my separation from Nancy’s father and gave me his sympathies. I thanked.