The last time she had been here, it has in his arms. She lowered her head for a moment as the thought entered her mind. Though it was so long ago it f...lt like yesterday. She remembered everything about him and the time they shared. Her perfect memory was such a curse to her at times as well as it could be a blessing. She smiled to herself despite the pain. From his looks to his rough voice… to his touch. She missed him so much. What ever happened to him all those years ago? She had to wonder.. He was in no hurry to do the deed that this married couple had asked of him. He would take his time with this attractive white female/wife. He's explore every inch of her, and extract every last bit of sexual energy from her before he planted his seed deep inside of her; where he was quite confident of getting her pregnant. He's also welcome the husband to watch every moment that he did so! Drew wanted this white guy to witness him taking his wife as his own; and by doing so, to drive a genetic. WHACK! Dr. Townsend's arm was quite energetic, as? the strap continued to rain across Stuart's now reddening buttocks."Stuart, you'll remember this throughout the week until our next appointment, and hopefully, not touch yourself again." Dr. Townsend's right arm came down rather savageley on the tender spot just under Stuart's buttocks, and the young man began weeping silently. Moira was somewhat nauseated as he drooled snot all over the doctor's handsome marble paperweight.Whack! Suddenly. Sarah said, “We’d like to play this song for Jackie!”There was a brief applause as Mary and Jamie led us in to Abba’s,” Thank You for the Music”.By the time Sarah got to the second chorus there was nary a dry eye in the house.Deciding we needed to get the party rolling, after our friends gave us a nice, albeit subdued, round of applause, we broke directly into “Cocaine” by Eric Clapton.The party was on!People flooded the dance floor and occupied the tables that were vacated by the group of.