"C'mon, indulge me," I jumped as he placed his hand on my knee, "play along and we'll be easy on you."His wicked smile startled me, and I stammered, "...... I'm fi... fifteen," I said.His smile grew bigger, and his little hand pulled at the fabric of pajama pants."No!" I yelled, "Leave me alone!"Without a word he wrapped his arms around legs and pulled hard at my legs, straighting my legs out accross the bed, and forcing my pants to be pulled partway down my thighs. He held my legs down on the. Her boys were with their grandparents near New Brunswick, and we both hoped Ivy was sound asleep upstairs. I kissed her and held her close, pushing aside her robe and letting my hands run over the ripe, 45-year-old body I knew so well. She had brought me back to life after the British tried to beat me to death, and it was she who convinced me that I might be able to pleasure a woman again despite my painful and embarrassing injuries."I'm leaving in the morning, early," I told her as she dragged. .. Done! I’ll be at your office around 1300.”“Well?”“He’s got his usual manuscript backlog. He’ll help me and I’ll do some editorial work. Can I just grab a bite? I want to shave and change.”It was only a few minutes after 1300 that Patrick knocked on Sean’s door.“Come in, come in. I’m eager to hear the mystery.”“This is confidential, of course.”“Certainly.”“OK. You know that I graduated and passed the bar and went to work for Jason at the Ministry?”“Right.”“My first trip was out to Sturt. I pulled the strings of her top behind her back and knotted them, not too tight though. I wanted to be able to slip it off easy later. Arm in arm and after a good make-out session by the door, we headed to the hot tub. My sister, Little and her husband, Smith, were already in there. She sat with her back to him on his lap as he massaged her shoulders. She moaned softly and leaned her head back against him. Smith's hands slid down her breasts. He rubbed them over her bikini top, fondling her..