"Yes," I breathed deeply."Who are you?" She uttered the words in staccato, putting stress on the middle word of the sentence. "Where do you come from?..."I hesitated. Feeling an urgent need to control the situation, I shook my head. No... "Why did you return?" Look, You want to own me, and control my life? For real?"I paused. To control every aspect of her life. What she should wear, what she ate, when she woke and when she was allowed to sleep ... What a horrible idea! Oh, and what a sweet, sweet. I gave in only after the half bottle of Russian vodka, which did no good at all."Holy shit Miss Maxine how did you get that scar on the back of your shoulder." Some asked it from across the bar.'"Guy in Georgia gave it to me. I didn't even know I had it tell I was in South Carolina. We was scared and runnin' so hard. They was mighty pissed and right behind us. Damn I was young back then." So tell me all about Hollywood?" One of the middle eastern man suggested."Sodom and Gomorrah, ain't no. I occasionally brushed against the under side of her bra and waited for her to yank my hands away. She never did. I got bolder and began to caress her boobs through her bra. I must admit that my hands were trembling as I rubbed against the silky material. I could feel the protrusion of her nipples and I rubbed little rings around them. She was not stopping me. I continued to fondle her tits making sure my movements were very slow so they would not be visible to Matt or his girlfriend. I don't. I was too sleepy to wanna stay up to find out, but I had an idea of what took place the night before when we woke up the next morning & Tiff was still in their room. They claimed that she complained of a belly ache & would not be going to school. I think they worked her out & kept her up all night. And probably wanted to continue their session while Tanya & I were in school. Tiff was a bit more advanced than us because when we did play together she would be more of the aggressor. Pushing.