Have you done a lot with girls?"I didn't really want to tell her the truth, that it was all out of a book, so I said, "Well, some, yeah, I could show ...ou some more things than this." This feels so good, yeah, maybe I'll let you do that," she moaned as I could feel that her clit had swollen since I started.I slowly rubbed, keeping just enough pressure to make her squirm but I also didn't want to go too far because I'd read that it can really hurt if one gets carried away."I've just never felt. My hair was being literallyripped out of my skin, and all I could think of was the pain. Why was Iletting them do this? Why? WHY?And then, with my feet and lower legs hairless, a different sensationbegan to creep in alongside the pain. Enjoyment.I know how that sounds. I've never been attracted to the idea of pain.Maybe it was the sensation of Rae's hands on my skin, creeping everhigher up my legs towards my thighs. Or the psychological effect of beingliterally stripped bare over and over. You hardly notice the door sliding shut behind you as you gaze at the shelves, which are lined with some of the strangest things you’ve seen in your life. Warped candles, strange idols, vials of multicolored liquid; at some point you see… what looks like a mummified monkey’s hand? Shaking your head, you step further into the store.“Ah, a customer!”You jolt and turn as short, elderly man comes through a door behind the counter. He has gnarled hands, and his face sags with wrinkles, but at the. "Yes?" He's holding my dollar." Retained him, did you?"Grace beamed. Mr. Briefcase frowned."Legally, you do not have to vacate." Thank you," she left the dollar in his hand, stuck her tongue out at me and thundered up the boathouse stairs, "Carole? Come up. I'm claiming my half." Carole was still on the boat.I think I just got screwed ... the boathouse, dock and cabin were all on the west side of the property. My side, as things stood, was lawn ... it needed mowing. I hope Kenny has a cheap.