She is on page fifty of the three-hundred-page book. He tells her to get back to her end of the couch now, and she must read to at least page one-hun...dred before they have lunch.Emma just nods to him and scurries to her place on the couch and opens the book again. The soft leather of the couch against her bare ass is rather enjoyable as she reads. Reading the stories is getting her hot and bothered, and she hopes she is not dripping onto the leather. She dares to speak, as she is concerned. . Holding tightly to his arms as he laid on her, crushing her small body with his weight. She dug her nails into his arms. At the first tear of flesh she let out a small scream as it hurt terribly, but the pain didn't last long. A calmness took over her and she relaxed as he drank from her.It all became dark now, she entered into a dream world of the unknown. A world of incomparable beauty and lights and colors, the like of which she had never seen before! Music filled her ears and sounds, of the. However, she did sit down, but sideways, barely on the edge of the seat, and she kept her legs out in the aisle.Jack relaxed against the back of the seat and addressed his remarks to Polly, "Turn around." When Polly didn't move, Jack said, "Go ahead, turn around and get comfortable. I need a little help here."Doing as Jack asked, Polly relaxed a little, but kept her eyes on the few people in the small café. She rested her hands on the tabletop.Before he spoke, Jack looked at Darius to make sure. We both had adult children from our previous marriages. She had two married daughters. Her older daughter and husband I could not stand. They were both pretentious snobs. Her other daughter, Jackie, was the victim of hard luck. Their natural father favored the older sister and treated the #2 daughter as an afterthought. #2 (Jackie) was a good kid, but ignored by both her parents. When I married her mother, Jackie and I hit it off. I was the first adult in her family to actually treat her like.