My underwear hit the floor as do my knees. I trace her contour up her legs, past her waist, and around her back and I lift her in towards me. She flic...ks her legs up over my shoulders and pulls me by the back of my head into her nearly steaming flower. Her fingers lock behind my neck as I take my tongue to town on her. She wriggles out of control. I grab both of her wrists and clamp them together underneath her. The underside of her neck is all I see when I try and look up at her face. The soft. Breathing heavily, she set the cone on a dish on her bedside table, and set fire to the tip with a match. The tip of the cone flared, then was still, burnt black by the match yet giving evidence of an orange ember glow. Lying on her side, Rosa inhaled deeply, her eyes half closed and her lips parted, gazing at the wisps of smoke that now rose, forming rolls, balls, flowers, rising ever upwards. She fancied that she could make out shapes in the shadowy stream, that the smoke seemed to take on a. " It must have been," Sarah said. "Because I didn't find it very funny either." Jesus Christ," Mary muttered. "The Mutual Admiration Society is in full session."Adam laughed."They've been on their best behavior, I'm sure," he said. "But once they get to know you a little better, they'll be as rude and as crude to you as we are." You are not rude or crude either," Sarah pointed out. "My landlord wanted to take the rent out in trade. I know rude and crude when I see it." Good point," Mary said.. I had made my decision. A punishment was tocome, but I would retake every suffering minute back from Martha.Noted in my professional life as a very patient lawyer, I had beenwilling to wait for a case to build up or for witness to keep talkinglong after he should have stopped for his own good. I would use thatpatience and whilst I would appear to be subservient, I would bewatching, listening for information and start to build a case againstMartha and her business interests. A case tried by me,.