" pointing at skirt.So trembling I unzipped it and let fall to ground. Now standing only inmy basque, stockings and shoes a hot flush swept all over m...e. Now what?I wasn't going to take much more, I felt more and more humiliated andfrightened. Before I could think further I was grabbed by two of themand pushed down the cellar steps, with a stinging blow across my nowexposed bare buttock.Once more I was back in the cold darkness and soon realized just howcold. The blouse might have been thin but. The memory of the dark fumbling behind the village hall came back with a vengeance as Tony’s fingers were thrust deep into me, curling upwards towards the place I hoped my g-spot would be.The next thing I knew, my knees had buckled as a totally unexpected wave of orgasm shuddered its way through my body. I leaned heavily back against Tony’s chest, my weight pressing heavily on the large strong hand firmly secured between my thighs.“I’ve got you,” he whispered as his left arm encircled my waist.. " As with a lot of my stories, it's a sequel. This time to what I thought was a stand-alone, "A Simple Wish."Two Simple WishesBy Ellie DauberCopyright 2000"Oh, Reg, this park is so romantic." Kathy Thomason looked up at her escort, Reg Harman, and sighed. She'd had a crush on Reg since they were in grade school together. They'd been friends back then, but he'd all but ignored her in the years since.Then, out of nowhere, he'd called and invited her to join him for a picnic in the park. She had. My husband, John, has been wonderful to me all through my recuperation and my therapy even though he has become resigned to the fact that our sex lives will never be normal again. Not only was I paralyzed from the waist down, but my genitals were severely injured and the scar tissue now prevents me from even attempting normal intercourse.I have become very adept at using my hands and my mouth to pleasure him, and I make certain that he gets his tensions relieved at least three times a week, but.