He had been expecting something of a riot, and this orderly manner fascinated him. Nicole must've thought he was still trying to come to grips when sh... took him gently by the arm and said to the priest with a tiny shake of her head:"If you need anything father, please ... Anything at all..."Father Likembe's mouth formed into a gracious smile before he replied, "I need this war to end, nothing more."Nicole nodded skeptically before the lank Igbo priest continued:"We could always use an extra. There was however the problem of distance and the fact she was in another country. She assured me that she could arrange a meeting. He/She had to come to my town for business soon. If I wanted to meet her, she would arrange a free evening during her stay and we could get acquainted. I agreed and eagerly awaited her visit.Finally, the day arrived. Yet, as fate would have it, my work sent me on a trip several hundred km's away. That day at lunchtime she sent me an SMS. She was looking forward to. Then the warm heat of her tongue touched down and the groan turned into a soft moan. Goosebumps crawled across his arms and legs as his spine quaked and his breath caught. Oh god… This time his oath was silent. Her tongue moved, leaving coolness in its wake as it traced along the edge of his head. He gripped the covers as pleasure raced through him, struggling not to move, not to intervene. He had to let her set the pace, her wondrous explorations of his body, maddening as they were, were the. “Does Rosie make you cry Scott?” she asked.Scott couldn’t answer immediately as he was too tied up in his own thoughts, but managed to squirm around and almost look up at his Mum, and say with a pant,“No Mum, she would stop if it looked like it was hurting too much and give me a rest.”“Really?” Sheila said sounding surprised. “So she hasn’t really spanked you properly then,” she said emphatically.With that Sheila lent behind and picked up the hairbrush. She tapped it a couple of times on her.