Strained… with each other.’ She shrugged again. ‘Maybe I can tell you all the annoying details another time. But for now, let’s just leave it ...t that.’ He nodded, smiling and understanding. His own family past was checkered as well, and sharing it with someone he’d just met, no matter how delightful she might be, was not something to do on a first meeting. He looked around the library once again, then turned his gaze back to the young woman, admiring her once again. Justin asked, by way of. " I've been waiting all year for this marathon of my favorite black and white sitcoms!" Tim shouted back as he gave an extra tug. The remote slipped out of Lesley grasp and smashed against the wall. "Great, now you smashed the new remote." Me!" Lesley shouted back. "You should have let go." Never mind." Tim muttered as he went through his parent's junk drawer. "I think we have another remote in here." Tim pulled out an old dust covered remote and blew on it. As the two sneezed, the remote's. I'd been dreaming of marrying Katrina for far too long and now we would make it a reality. Legally, nothing would change, since Nevada didn't recognize same sex marriage, but that wasn't the point at all. It was the symbolism that mattered, much like so many other things in our relationship.The emotions and purposes of BDSM gained something through the ceremony of it, through the symbols and costumes and deliberate dramas that we played out together. None of it was strictly necessary, but. Her breath caught as my hand touched the crotch of her panties. I rubbed the tips of my fingers up and down over her panty covered slit until I felt the wetness soaking through the thin fabric. I pushed the crotch of panties aside and slid two fingers into her slippery cunt, slowly moving them in and out while watching the expression on her face as she fought to concentrate on driving."Geez, I can't drive with you doing that! If you don't stop right now there's going to be one whale of an.