I nudged a finger in, and poked her pussy a little. She moved not a bit. Hmmmm. I got bolder. I touched were her clit was jetting out (it is a very la...ge clitoris). She sighed a little, but nothing more then that. I then began running my finger in and out of her pussy, like a well oiled machine. i couldn't even fathom what i was doing. With my other hand, i ran it up her dress, till i found her left breast. I caressed her nipple, and felt it grow in my hand. I was fingering, and massaging my. . I'll look forward to it. And Jimmy, I'm glad you're back."Maybe those were not her exact words, but that's pretty close and from the girl who couldn't stand me ten years earlier. To be fair, I was an annoying kid and she was older and very pretty and she knew I had a crush on her so her cruel, dismissive attitude was not unexpected.We met at the Four Seasons; the Pool Room. Julian was great. I had talked to him earlier and I asked for a dark corner. "There are no dark corners at the Four. She seemed to be in a deep sleep and her mind seemed to be miles away. "Hey mom, you're pretty good at this." “Debbie! How..." "I knew all along mom, ever since you entered my room. You can't imagine how happy this makes me! I always felt that I wasn't as cool as you," she said sadly. "Oh honey, I'm proud of your body. And you should be proud of yourself too." "Y-You really mean it?" "Yes, you little squirrel head," she said with a smile, "You definitely are a miniature me. Anybody would have. She walked into a dimly lit room, three candles being the only source of light. It was hot too, far hotter than she would have thought, and she began to sweat in her jacket. The woman was sitting in a chair in front of a large window that looked out over the Bay.Contessa's eyes fixed on the young form entering her domain. She watched as the girl nervously looked around, clearly at a loss for what to do next. Contessa smiled, inhaling the scent of the girl's fear, sweat and arousal."Come over.