They would probably end up cum stained anyway, but it was worth a try. I nearly jumped when I heard the bathroom door open. I turned and saw it was Sa...antha, then I turned away trying to hide my naked cock from the girl. "What are you doing in here?" I hissed."Mom told me to help you get cleaned up," Samantha whispered.I whispered back, "I didn't hear her say that, and why are you whispering if she told you to help?" Well, it's more of a standing order," Samantha admitted. "If you make a mess,. “Do you mean sadomasochism Rachel?” Jennifer had asked.“Yes.” she’d replied, “Although the term is an unfortunate one. It’s a compound word constructed from the supposedly most famous advocates of the practise; the Frenchman, the Marquis de Sade and the Austrian, Leopold Ritter von Sacher-Masoch. Both of them wrote quite shocking works about the practise but in neither case would you have considered them very inspiring role models for such a life style. Sade himself was a monster and Masoch was. I strung some lights up around the back deck and got some of those porch torches and sat them around for some extra lighting and ambiance. I had told everyone to show up around 8:30 and bring what he or she wanted to drink although I had picked up a keg of bud light. Sabrina showed up an hour early with some finger foods and Jell-O shots. Being the person she is she wanted to see if there was anything that she could do to help. I thanked her and made a comment on how her jeans sure did fit her. "What?" he asked.Wendy's voice sounded faint and far away when she asked him. "Do you really mean it, that you love me and want us to get married?"Cole squeezed her with the arm he had around her waist. "Well, of course. I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it." When were you going to ask me what I wanted?" Wendy's voice was a little stronger, but sounded strange to Cole.She continued, "Have you thought about whether or not I agree with your plans?"I don't see what the problem is. It's what.