Ms. Russo stood, shuddering for a while longer. “Oh my god,” she whispered repeatedly as she composed herself. Her head was swimming with thoughts...of what just happened, what she hoped would happen. Finally, she got her breathing under control and left the pool. She walked right by the two, glaring in fake contempt at Shaun.“Oh, she’s pissed at you,” Amanda said. “You’d better go apologize.”He opened an eye and looked at her. “Really?”She put a hand on his arm. “Please, babe?”He groaned.. "Hundred?" he offered, pulling notes from his back pocket."Done." I agreed, and within minutes I was heading back down the twisting turning A40 road towards Gloucester.Leroy was hanging around their "Office," when I rolled in, he offered me a coffee, I agreed, well over four hours in the saddle, in the cold I needed warming up, Frank his side- kick took the package and after a minute he called Leroy in."It's kosher man." he said and that was that, I finished my coffee and rode off.I seemed to. She then demonstrated the sensitivity of your tip by lightly scratching it with her long red-polished fingernails. You were beginning to have involuntary hip thrusting, but the marriage ring and lacing kept you fully in control. How delightful, a toy for me to play with.I then was introduced into the possibilities and limits of this new toy, a toy that has since become my favorite thing in life. Although I used to sneak peeks at my brothers when they were getting dressed, and I certainly saw. Honestly, she whooped me. I had not intended for that to happen, but it did. The girls had to leave so I made a wager with her, she had to come back some other time and play me again. Stipulations were that if I beat her she had to stay the night with me. If she beat me, well, I had to be her bitch. Needless to say, I won. That's how our relationship began. The only thing that happened that night was making out on my bed. -------------------------------------------------------------Sarah didn't.