As she peered through the window she became aware of movement in front of the fire, her eyes became adjusted to the gloomy interior and as the flames ...flickered she could make out two bodies on the carpet, not just bodies but naked bodies. It didn’t register at first, had someone broken into her house? who were they? why are they naked? She wanted to hammer on the window to let them know that she was there, but something made her stop. There was something strangely erotic about this couple. Of Grandville, but Senator Tim Cassidy."Tim needs you to be well for him, Sylvie," Thelma went on. "Remember... we Cassidys have a tradition to uphold. We are before the public eye, and the public is very demanding. Nevertheless, we will show our breeding and our backbone!Sylvie set her teeth. "Yes, Mother Cassidy," she replied. "Yes, I know, Mother Cassidy." Back between her sore buttocks she still felt a horrible pain, a terrible memory of her evening with her husband's brother. The lips of. "I for one would LOVE to have you be there, Tammie. Some of the cheerleaders think -- well they think you're just a little frigid but they seem to think you'd be pretty cool if you loosened up a bit. I just think it would be awesome if you came and showed them that you're not so bad. You know, change their opinion of you and maybe get into the A crowd."She was growing more certain every second of what he was asking. It seemed clear enough to her that he was asking her to have sex -- but he'd. Which does he like better ... my hand, mouth, or pussy?”I smiled contemplating her unexpected question. “He thinks it’s a tough choice,” I said honestly. “I guess it depends on which is closer,” I laughed. “Actually,” I continued, “my Dad and I were talking last night and I was surprised to learn that my Mom never goes down on him.”“What do you mean?” she asked with a furrowed brow.I soon realized that the expression “going down on somebody” wasn’t a familiar part of Erika’s English idiom.