I actually whimper into your mouth as we stand in the conference room making out. I hear the lock click on the door and break our kiss to look at you....”I can’t wait,” is all you say before you drop to your knees and push my skirt up.You squeal with delight as you see I cam ready for you and your hands reach around to grab my bare ass and pull me closer. I left one leg up onto a near by chair and feel your tongue dart into my wet slit with no hesitation, no teasing.MY legs shake as your tongue. . Whack. Ohhh fuck. Ouch. Oh. I… Dont. Lose. Concentration. Slut he leered, still accompanying each word with a hit. She gulped. I begged you to unleash your fury on me. I said… Ohhhh fuck. I said… please Sir. Wont you… wont you hurt me she stuttered out. Her ass struggling against his palm. He groaned and let go of her hair. She collapsed onto her stomach. Next thing she felt was his fists laying into her ass. Just one after the after. They came hard and fast. She screamed. The punches hurt a. What plane are you taking? When does it get here, I'll meet you." Oh, Anne, thank you. I'd have had to go back to school; I couldn't bear that. It's Flight 63, gets there at 3:47. Oh God, I can't do that, get you out of bed at three o'clock. I'll get a room, you pick me up in the morning." Mary, shut up. I will meet your plane here at 3:47 or whenever it gets here. You be on it or I'll hunt you down and kill you." Oh, Anne. I love you." Me too. What happened? Or should I wait?" Mom went nuts.. She was tall and soft, but everyone is tall to a four-year-old. Her face is elusive. Sometimes, I’ll see a stranger and I’ll remember a feature in their face: eyes, cheekbones, lips, something that brings her to mind. The worst is scent. If I’m in a Macy’s or another store that sells perfumes, I’ll occasionally get a wisp of what she wore. It lingers in the air, tantalizingly out of reach.She’s so vivid in my dreams. My mother holds me, comforts me and tells me she loves me. I grasp her hand so.