She hoped she would remember what that was all about.Cassie did not feel very optimistic when her request was met with dead silence. At first she hope... the connection had simply dropped, but finally she heard a slow, disdainful sigh."Mother, this is not any different from me going to dinner with my friends or with Ned," Cassie said."On the contrary, Cassandra, there is a world of difference," said her mother in a crisp, haughty voice. "I allow you to go to only those restaurants with a solid. "Good girl, let it out," Joe soothed softly. His voice encouraged me to let go of any hesitation and I closed my eyes I hadn't realized were still open. Cass' hands slid smoothly up and down fanning out at my shoulder blades."Ohh my," I whispered as he pressed my shoulders apart, his hands stretching my skin. "So good. Yesss," I hissed. The whispers, the touches. True to form I began to feel aroused. The stroking of my skin has always been intensely intimate. Now, knowing Joe was right there. Her eyes were wide and almond shaped with her make-up designed to place them in a smoldering, smoky backdrop of black. A feint hint of emerald on her eyelids tied the colors of her outfit to her face. High cheekbones and a wisp of blush gave her an almost innocent look that belayed the presentation of her body. I walked to her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her tight against me and let the hardness of my cock pressed into her belly answer her question. My hands slid down to cup. I was wrong, okay?” The way she said it was more of an accusation that it was Kyle’s fault she was wrong. I cut her off again before she could say any more.“Claire, Kyle’s right. I didn’t believe that ANY of you could be responsible enough to take care of a pet. You would expect Kyle to do everything so that whenever you wanted to, you could play with it until you got bored and didn’t even want to do that anymore. You’d expect Joe or Kyle to walk it, to feed it, to house train it, to teach it.