I was looking at several rings and continued to move to my left. The more left I went the higher the price became. I was scanning the case as Jennife... was explaining to the woman the ring was for her daughter. I was maybe six feet from the end of the case when I saw it. “Right here, this one.”, I stated. The woman moved over to me and opened the back of the case pulling out the ring I had chosen. He handed to me as Jennifer walked up. “This is a Halo ring designed by Neil Lane. It’s a. Now and then I push my face in between your legs, hard, burying myself in your wetness. The delicious smell of you is over my face and I feel owned. I feel marked.You don't move and I am impressed by your self control. I half expect you to move against me, to grind against my face - to work with me for your pleasure. But you don't. I told you not to. I told you to remain absolutely passive and this is what you are doing. You are letting me do the work. You are letting pleasure come to you.Your. They wantedto know how I knew that and I related story about the past summerwhen I had fucked my mother three times. That opened a torrent ofquestions: How did it feel? Was she really asleep? Was I going tofuck her again? The answers were: great, I don't know for sure, and yesI hope so. By now all three of us were horney, so we decided to carefullyreturn to the living room for another peek. She was still in the same position, then I noticed a teltale sign, anempty wine glass on the table. We went to symphonies and outdoor rock concerts. We went to basketball games and honky tonks. We most often went as a group, but at times it was just Connie and me. We did not refer to them as dates, but they were. Yet, always, somewhere in the background, I felt the specter of Linda. When we went with the gang we would meet at one of their homes. When it was just the two of us she would come to my place and get me. I never drove to her apartment again. Connie and I were routinely holding.