"I'm Michael. I'm introducing myself because, to my memory, we have never met before. However, I see that you have met the old Michael, and I am sorry...he, or I, as the case may be, was a total jerk. The incident with the firecracker was inexcusable." So! You do remember!" she accused."No. YOU remember," I shot back. "I simply read your memory. By the way, who is Keith Williamson? And does he really have a Partridge Family poster in his bedroom?" KEITH WILLIAMSON!" You were in Keith Williamson's. Good luck."Grace got tears in her eyes. She touched her husband's face and said, "Thank you so much. I will make it up to you, I promise. I love you." She kissed him passionately. When his hands came up to her breasts she gently pushed him away. "That is for our son now, you can have them later," she said, with a smile on her face.Walter returned the smile and said, "I'll hold you to that." He went to pack his gear.Later that night when Thomas came back to the hut he found a note on the door.. She is not sure if she feels sorry for Stella in her humiliation or envies her for such a sexy situation of domination.Stella lets me bend her over, so her upper half is outside. She feels how my knees start to spread her legs wide.She loves this feeling of being wanted, when we make our usual love in sweet vanilla style sex of polite people.Saskia remembers how hot she got when I did the same to her, after badly beating her bare bottom by my hands.She sighs, knowing what will happen next.. .Why?" I responded."You seem a little nervous to see me. Don't worry I don't bite," she teased."Good to know," I responded. "Hey, you getting sick of my brother's shitty music yet?" she asked. "Honestly, I want to get the hell out of here. I feel like my ears are bleeding, but I don't want to offend your brother," I whispered in her ear."Well, if you want to take a break you can can hang out with me upstairs," she offered as she began walking back up the stairs. I was young, socially awkward,.