The book that she couldn’t get into had been discarded on the floor long ago. She gazed off into space, her mind full of worries and fears. Mark ha...d gone out of town for a few days. He hadn’t wanted to leave her even for sucha short time, as she was due in a few weeks. But she had reassured him and pushed him out the door. Grateful for some peace and quiet… Mark had become quite the mother hen. The soft kicking of the baby interrupted her daydreaming, she placed her hand over the spot he was. We had our arms around each other, and I could feel her breasts against my chest, which added to my excitement. I could hardly believe this was happening, and as I ran my arms down her back, I felt her bare skin where her top had ridden up as we moved around on the couch. The touch of her skin was magic, and I moved my hand a little, and felt the waistband of her denim shorts. With the fingers of my right hand resting on the waistband of her shorts, I gently caressed her lower back with my. " Psychology?" I asked, surprised.I had no idea what he meant with that, so I took a chair and sat down."I want you to know how it will be between us. I've already told you about presentation and posture -- two of my six Ps -- but there are four more. And you will learn them all. Good shy-girl." I shuddered at his repeatedly calling me that. "Let me explain to you now about power. When you dress, move and feel confident like you do now, you show power towards others. This will feel like a. " She stopped, her mouth twisting like she was remembering the feel and didn't like the memory.I didn't say a word."He was panting and moaning, telling me how good it felt, how he'd wanted to do this to me for such a long time. That scared me even more, like he'd been lurking around with a hot rod in his pants for me. God, his face was so red, and he had spit bubbling in the corners of his mouth."She slumped again, almost curling into a fetal position, her hair a cascade of highlights around.