They started dancing, and hed been a gentleman at first, but after Linda had started rubbing the upper part of her hip against his groin, things got a... bit more raunchy. God, that feels pretty nice. shed whispered in his ear after letting her hand drop down between them and into his crotch. The rubbing and grinding had gotten a little too hot, and theyd gone back to the table. At one point, near closing time, and Linda herself can hardly believe she did this, she had reached under the table and. ”“As my dad would tell you, there are no exceptions where rules are concerned, or they aren’t rules they’re guidelines. We had plenty of both - well Katie still has - but we learned the difference between them quickly. My dad made certain of that.”“So, your dad is pretty strict, is he?”“That is never a word that anyone who knew him would use to describe my dad. He is the smartest person I have ever known. When I said, ‘we learned the difference’, that is exactly what I meant. My dad teaches us. “So Sarah, what made you decide to come?” Sarah smoothed the sides of her skirt nervously as she spoke, “You told me too.” “You came because you were told and not because you wanted?” “W-w-well, maybe I want to be told what to do.” Alison moved close to Sarah and smiled and reached out and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. “So, it seems there’s more to you than meets the eye. Is there anything else I might find interesting?” Sarah was breathing hard and she felt her pussy quiver in. “Sad. She tries to look happy, but she’s very sad. Ashley is very sad, too. She wants her mom to come home. She told me.”“I know, Son,” I sighed. “We all want her to come home.”October 17, 1993, Chicago, Illinois“You ask Jorge THAT question,” I said to Kara on Sunday after lunch. “If HE is OK with it, then we’ll do it!”Kara giggled, “I think if Jessica asked him, he’d say OK!”“He’d be tempted, but no chance.”When Jorge arrived, Kara asked him to join us in my study and told him what she’d.