” Her smile lifted up my heart. She wasn’t broken.Convincing her of my mother’s recommendation was hard. She wanted me to get Amanda to do therm...l contrasting, to relieve the bruising and help her heal.“You’re telling me you want me to dunk in cold water now? After ... this?” she said, incredulous.“I know it doesn’t sound very pleasant--”“Yeah? That’s because it isn’t. I hate the cold”, she said, whining.“Mandy--”“Don’t Mandy me. I’m not doing this”, she said. She was getting upset.“Amanda,. He then picked me up; cradling me in his arms the way a Husband would carry his new bride across the threshold, took me to the bed and laid me down. Alex climbed on top of me and was kissing me even harder now. I could feel his engorged member pushing against my hip and it was making me hotter than I'd ever been. He kissed down my neck and continued down to my completely erect nipples. Taking the fist in his mouth, my body trembled. Knowing it was my brother giving me this kind of pleasure. "I'm thinkingI can do this quick, so if you give me a second, we'll see if I'm right?" Do what?"Craig asked, not expecting this as she ripped down the pants."Do a few little things so we can get the whole feel of it," said Tara,pulling his arms from the leotard and then helping him out of it. "Nowjust stand there and the tights can stay on, but the leotard shows, andthat we don't want." Ummm sure?" replied Craig, as moments later he was stepping back intothe pants.Next off came his little bra. Sex, she knew,was less about love than it was about power--about the power that one?slover gave her over him--about power, as it were, which came from"above" (or, occasionally, from behind).With Carl, the power was always given to her from behind; he preferredto fuck her doggy style, mounting her from the rear. That way, he said,he could pound his cock harder and deeper up her ass than he couldotherwise. In other words, it gave him more power over her than he'dhave over her if he fucked her.