In all my fantasies, I can just see you getting fucked looking straight at me, but I'm not sure where I am or what I'm doing." I could take an educate... guess at what you'll be doing, Liam." She said with half a chuckle. "How would you want to go about it?" I have an idea we could discuss if you are interested?" I'm interested." Replied Christie after a moment's consideration. "But I want you to know, that I am interested because I want to make you happy."Liam didn't know how he felt. He had. They were heavily favoring their namesakes asWyatt was inquisitive like his maternal grandfather and Deborah loved tobe around animals and help her mother around the house like heraunt/Sheila's best friend.Sheila may have grown up in the town, but Ian was a lifelong resident ofWinnisimmet- just about the polar opposite of Endicott regarding itsreputation and history. Ian was tall, muscular, and had only a basiccollege education. In contrast, most families in Endicott were WASPswith Ivy League. "How should I make use aw her now?"My hillbilly accent was taking Kezia's mind off the pain. Her toe was badly stubbed, swollen to almost twice its normal size. I circled it with my thumb and index finger, and gently ran the hoop over the swell. Kezia was still in my lap - well, sort of, for her ass was on the sofa but she had her legs slung over mine. As I gently moved over her toe, Kezia gave a small moan. The reaction took me by surprise, which was not missed by Kezia. An embarassed look. When she gently soothed his bruised penis he thought he would once again be dragged into arousal, but the drink had done its job. There was only a slight swelling. He was on the edge of sleep. He luxuriated in surrendering himself to her care. His body had been engulfed in stripes of pain since the whippings, but now he was only sore.When she left he turned on his side, rested his head in his left hand and pulled his top leg up. It's how he usually went to sleep. The lights had dimmed.