But, so far, I hadn't discussed it with her. Anyway, what would happen to her after that? After, perhaps, I got sent up the following year to Ottawa? ...Would we then just abandon her?Life gets tedious, don't it?We had late-afternoon coffee at the apartment with Emmy and Patsy. Both of them had knocked off work early to accompany Eddie and me on the visit to The House. Obviously, Patsy had already been enlisted in the cause and, probably, was as eager as Emmy was for me to say the word -- to give. And for some reason, I was agreeing to everything, even when I hated it. Like my hair. Sure, I had said okay when Raoul wanted me to be a redhead, but that didn't count as far as I was concerned. Not Jeannie, she said I had promised and if I didn't, Raoul would figure I was a lying little bitch and dump me like some loser. I called to make an appointment but Jeannie said I already had one.I knew I was in trouble when we pulled up in front of this sort of run down beauty salon, very dated and. As I started sucking gently on her breasts, she held the back of my head, pulling me closer to her.The short mini-skirt she was wearing had rode up her shapely legs and the very bottom of her panties was in clear view. I continued nibbling on her nipples while my hand moved over her stomach, making little circles as it inched slowly downwards.When my hand slipped past the waistband of her panties I felt her legs part just a bit, and I moved my hand farther down and ran a finger over the entire. Absolutely anything at all with a guarantee that I would not say no. What would that thing be? >, Caitlin, that’s an excellent question. Do you mind if I have a moment to consider it? >, Not at all. Feeling rather pleased that I had stumped him, even momentarily, I leant back in my seat, pushing so far back that the seat itself reclined. Forgetting, of course, that I was simply raising my crotch closer to the camera. Hastily I realised what I was doing, but slightly less hastily did I lean.