You're totally focused on the shopping. Even when you come back to the hotel each night after the stores close - which is often very late if a fashion...house puts something on for you - you sit with the other girls and talk clothes. If I'd told you I'd go on the trip but had stayed at home instead, there's at least a 50% chance you'd arrive back with no idea that I hadn't been with you. That may be an exaggeration, but not by much." I'm really that bad?" You're that FOCUSED, yes. It's not 'bad'. It hurt to walk. There was a throbbing pain between my legs and in my ass. I had to crawl up the stairs. As I entered my room, Momma was sitting on my bed. She was dressed her pink night shift, her dark hair up in a bun. "Back already?" she said with cheerful sarcasm. She stood up. "Look at you, you're filthy," she hissed. I was silent for a moment. I'd only just gotten upstairs, I hadn't even turned on the shower. "I'm sorry Momma," I said. "You always say that but you don't mean it," Momma. Barbie will be calling about nine and then we'll go over to your old place to pick up some things. Hop to it, girl." And she patted Kelly on the butt to hurry him along.He glared at her for the "girl" then decided it was wasted effort and tried to start toward his room. Richard stuck out an arm and stopped him."Feeling better?" he asked."Oh, girls always feel better after a good cry," said Andie, airily. "C'mon, I'll help you find something to wear." She took Kelly's hand and led him into his. He was also very possessive over me.One day I was sleeping and he woke me up by sucking on my fairly large nipples, with his head lying on my arm. He didn't say anything but looked up at me and started to nibble. I didn't think anything of it because I love nipple play, but there was something very unique in the way he conducted himself compared to the other people I've been with. A couple weeks later, we had sex in my living room. He hated when I rode him because he knew it'd make him cum.