My mouth opened and her tongue entered to dance with mine. Me putting my hands on her breasts didn’t faze her in the least. The kiss continued on.As... I stood up, I saw that Gina had a pout on her face. Again. I looked at her, silently waiting for her complaint. I could see her fighting not to break the staring contest we had going.Eventually, she caved. “Ricky, I didn’t get a kiss like the others.”“Oh yeah,” I said. “Come and get it.”Gina jumped out of her chair so forcefully the chair fell over. I remember spending couple of years in that room when Sylvia and I were both very young and attended the school. I had finished my High School and had no resources to continue my college education; so a friend of my grandpa who lived couple of streets away and owned an auto repair shop, made me a decent offer to work for him with the promise that my grandparents would let me stay in their home for a weekly rent and food money shall be paid to my grandparents. Now the life was going on a bit. ”“I’m not a gossip,” Tonya said. “I won’t pry though. Your business is your own. Caine says to help you out, I’ll help you out.”“He seems to have a lot of respect here,” Jaine said.Tonya opened a door and they were suddenly hit by a wave of steam and a faint, rank odor. “He does. More than just about anyone. Most of us have a debt to him in some way or another. Some of us owe him a lot. I know I do.”“What’s that smell?” Janie asked, her face wrinkling.“Sulfur. Welcome to the baths,” Tonya. ? "I'd like to hear more of that." ?? She then resumed her gentle stroking andcuddled close, resting her head on my shoulder. ?? "You know what I'm going to do to youthis morning, don't you?" she asked. ?? I closed my eyes, thought a few seconds,then nodded.? It had been more than aweek since I'd suffered for her and it was about time I pleased her again. ?? "Look at the Chair," she ordered. ?? I turned my head toward the side of the roomand heard the quiet sound of a light switch.?There.