In a calm voice she asked, "When was the last time he just held you, or simply spent time kissing and touching you. Sweetheart, when was the last time...he gently made love to you?"She sat there in a daze, looking questioningly at Kit. "What?"With a determined sigh, Kit looked at her friend for a moment before going on. "Mandy," she asked bluntly, "was he making love to you or just fucking you?"Mandy's buried her face in her hands and sobbed deeply. But why? Why would he do that? She wondered. He bent a little and took my boobs in his mouth, he sucked on the nipples biting gently, he pushed me to the wall of the shower and went on his knees, pulled down my panties and lifted my leg over his shoulder and buried his face in my cooch, he pushed his tongue and started to suck, I grabbed my boob and pulled my nipples, he sucked gently on my clit, that was just too much, I needed him in me.I put my leg down and pulled him up and kissed him tasting me on his lips, I parted my legs and he. She finished myleft hand, placed it on the towel on my thigh, and started on the righthand. Again there was total silence. When she finished, she placed thathand on my other thigh. She rose deliberately and asked me if I wantedanother beer. I could only nod yes as I was still speechless. She leftto get the drink. This time I couldn?t even look down, I just staredstraight ahead at the fire place. She came back to the couch and put thebeer right to my lips. ?I don?t want you to move your hands. There was an immediate piercing, pulsing noise. Coree must have set the alarm when he got home. “Bye, sweetie,” she said before sprinting to the control panel to disengage the security system, Both boys were awakened. Coree heard the alarm go off. He snuck to grab the Easton aluminum baseball bat he kept beside his bed. He opened his door quietly and crept towards the common areas of the house. It was dark and he didn’t want to turn on any lights.Jeramiah was jolted from a dream about riding on.