.. I know what it's..." he blustered. "Yes," he admitted. No point lying; she'd see right through it anyway."I thought as much," Nicole smiled. "I saw...how uncomfortable you looked whenever I stood close to you. You're shy around women." Yes," George admitted. "Don't make a big thing about it, okay." I'm not judging," Nicole said, smiling as she held out her palms.George realised she was using the same gesture he'd used when she'd told him she was a prostitute. He laughed."Another glass?" Nicole. Carla pulled up a chair, sat down and went to work on my tits. She slapped them, grabbed them hard digging her fake nails into them, and pinched and twisted my nipples. The pain was almost unbearable as I moaned with tears running down my cheeks. She finally stopped and Ms Ochoa let go of my wrists. I crumpled to the floor and massaged my tortured titties.They walked away and I noticed Ms Ochoa whispering in Carla’s ear. I could see them both smiling.What the fuck now, I thought. I didn’t know. This is exactly why I want to talk to her. I'm confused, Sam." I think before you talk to Mel you should be one hundred percent sure on what you are going to say." Sam told her. "I mean, you already broke her heart once." I broke her heart?" Yeah."Carly started pacing the floor."She hasn't acted heartbroken." She hides it well." Sam said, leaning back on the couch. "It's a Puckett family trait, apparently."Carly slumped down on the couch and buried her face into the pillow."I don't know what. ”Christy posed, “Explain, please.”I thought a moment and then said, “Let me give you an analogy, albeit a simplistic one. You both like movies; we’ve talked about that. You find a favorite movie, one you know you’ll love forever and watch repeatedly. Does that mean that you’ll never see another movie?”Ashley said, “Of course not.”“Well, I love you two. I want to be with you all the time and I want it to be forever.” I took a deep breath to see where this would go. I said, “Marcia is like.