She remembered her brother coming to dinner and that Chase had been on the phone. She vaguely remembered some little kids being there too. She also re...members some blonde woman, but she could not place her anywhere in her memory. She was just a face that Jae saw now and then in her dreams.They took her home to an apartment building, which had the front steps decorated and a hand made sign that read, "Welcome Home Jae!" She felt special, even if she had no clue as to who these people were, they. " I'm not afraid," Tristan said as she surveyed the almost empty store."I would have come back sooner, but my mom wouldn't let me use the caruntil finals week was over at school." I know. You'd have come back the next day if you could have. I readthat in you almost the minute you walked in. Everybody needs to explorethis side of themselves sooner or later. Most are horrified at whatthey think it means about them when they do start exploring it. Others,a very select few, embrace it and. You know you should be punished. What punishment do bad little girls get when they get wet?' I whimper, because I know the answer. His penis is right at the spot where I am wet.”“He speaks softly now, always we follow the same dialog, 'Say it, what do they get when they are wet?' I speak in the voice of a little girl. Strange how the roles reverse, he the child - I the adult; yet he is the authority figure in this fantasy and I the wayward waif. I say in a tiny meek quaver, 'Please don't. Soon my fingers drew her dampened panties down her smooth, firm thighs. Marina stepped out of her panties as I brought the fragrant article of feminine clothing up to my nose to smell the excited essence of her womanhood. I put them into the back pocket of my trousers. A small amount of curly blonde pussy hair is all that stood between me and her pussy. I buried my nose between her legs and found her excited, throbbing, blood-engorged clitoris. My searching tongue is like that of a snakes.