I was thinking Iwould up the ante with a gender joke of my own and give her a shot backacross her bow."I need you to be a lot more girlish, Kim. I th...ught the reason wasrather obvious. So you can handle your job among other women, honey,"Samantha said, without a trace of a smile on her face. She patted myhand. "I mostly work among women, and now you do too. You might aswell accept your minority status right now, sweetie. Women in businessdid it for years, adopting the ways of men. . ’ He gently grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away from him, his brown eyes searching my face carefully. His thumb rubbed across a scratch on my forehead and his brow furrowed. ‘What happened to you?’ he asked as he touched my cheek with his fingertips. I grabbed both of his large hands in my own small ones, and out fingers intertwined. ‘Nothing happened,’ I lied, and put his right hand against my cheek. He frowned and grabbed my chin, turning my downcast gaze up to his face. ‘Really,’ I. Her mouth started in on my right leg. She kissed the inside of the thigh. Gentle kisses. Tickling kisses. Kisses with just her lips. Then a wet kiss. Then that long tongue would flick. Her hands took my foot and she squeezed the arch like you might during a good foot massage. She kissed down to my ankle. Then my heel. She kissed the bottom of my foot then moved to the toes. The long tongue licked the length of each toe and tickled the space between them. She took the big toe in her mouth and. Whatever progress I mighthave made was just undone with these words, and I feel the muscles inmy vaginal wall contract even tighter than before."Oh, dear."He scoops me up and plops me on the bed. I find myself on my hands andknees, legs spread wide, my ass presented towards him. He grabs hold ofmy hips and begins to insert himself into me. "Gently," I whisper, andhe obeys. It still feels like he's slowly splitting me apart. I whimperin pain."Do you want me to stop?"YES!"No," is what I say. "It.