"Mom?" I said, feeling a mixture of surprise and relief. "Oh mom please tell me its true." "It's true," Mrs. Darlington said. "You're still intact."...But what--" "That's why I'm here," she said and now her voice was almost gentle. "You know Jesse wouldn't let us take that away from you. It was part of the bargain we made with him. But you had to be punished. We had to make sure you wouldn't try to run away again. That you would always be depended on the Darlington generosity...and, of. She was looking sad but I went and kissed her and was turning her hot back. She tried to move to washroom and I joined her there. Applied soap all around and cleaned each other. Carried her in pink towel and myself nude to bedroom locked it and said her to wear saree. She wore a red one without bra. I whispered in her ears that I wanna have sex now in form of rape. Where she needs to oppose and I will try to fuck her. She found it interesting.I took hold of her hand but she moved away and was. Like it or not... it's like they say... y'know, about the sheer and utter absurdity of crying over spilt milk... You need to get a life! Or... in your rather ignominious case... given that you're starting over from scratch... you need to create one! "And, Jake... that's where I come in... "First off... with me here acting as... shall we say... your femininity coach... I can help you reduce... if not down right eliminate all the trial and error bullshit that you would otherwise have to go. MMMmmm, I love a rugged full 5 o'clock shadow on a sexy hunk of man meat! It didn’t hurt, that his body was rock hard and clearly strong enough to toss me around like a rag doll, either! I smiled, squeezed his arm and replied, “only if I can join you in your bedroom later!.. I'm Stacy”. We both laughed and he slid one of his three shots over to me. He tilted my head to the side, licked my soft sweet neck and sprinkled it with salt. He licked my neck again, took a shot and bit into his lemon.