.. you already know my list of complaints though.”“And I’m starting to experience some of them myself. This was about the time the relatives rea...ly got annoying.”“Speaking of, I know your mom took you to your four month check up today. Anything we need to know about?” Emanuel asked.Kara smiled, and picked up a small envelope from the coffee table in front of her. “Yes. I’d have hidden this in pants pocket if I had any” she started, patting her bare thigh. “The tech was able to get a really good. " Well, not sick funny…" she spoke slowly, "funny like my feet tickled….but not my feet." She looked at me and I struggled to interpret what she meant. Then it dawned on me, she was stimulated by what she saw."You mean you got a tingling….down there?" as I reached out and gently rubbed my hand between her legs on her crotch smiling at her."Yes," she sheepishly said. "Tingly like someone is tickling my… privates, where you are touching." Smiling even more, I continued to rub her crotch thru her. It would be another year before all the slaves were released. The majority of the landowners accepted our offer of gold and went back to Spain. More still were killed by former slaves.Construction units built small forts in the ocean but near the shore. We boasted some long range black powder cannon.The former slaves were put into communes and educated by teachers. It was not time for them to learn about Harpo or the drones.The banks were doing well in the three major countries. We made sure. Their tongues played tag until his darted back into his mouth. She followed it, giving him the opportunity to suck on it gently.She pulled back at last to take a deep breath and favor him with a very direct look."Okay, I think clothing just became optional here." Definitely."She was wearing the cardigan her mother had knitted for her when she was in high school. He unbuttoned each of the little pearl buttons with an exaggerated care, occasionally slipping one or two fingers into the folds of.