She’d come down and tell me what she thought. I just waited. I heard the water come on upstairs. The pipes along the side of the house was singing w...ith it. She was taking a shower. Thinking of her in the hot steam, deliciously pink. The water went off. I went to the stairs and called her name. I called her name again. No sound. I went upstairs. There was no light from anywhere but in the bedroom, and that was the candlelight, throwing its flicker on the old wallpaper and the white ceiling. I. I remember People had always remarked that her best feature was her entrancing, wayfarer-blue eyes. Sloe shaped, they could shine as bright as the evening stars when they were a-light with joy.At other times, they could resemble two liquid-blue pools of flashing fire. For me the train was like filled with her sonorous, rumbling voice. Her hair was tar black and it tumbled over her shoulders, the Bouncy curls of hair and those clothes emanated an herbal smell along with her beautiful smile.I was. Bob hadn’t seemed real keen on theidea and asked her if she wanted to leave, she had toldhim to relax and have some fun.The movies had been a real turn-on. She had never seenone before and they had fascinated her. What she hadliked the most was they way the men had treated thewomen in the movies. They ordered them around, tellingthem what to do, treating them any way they wanted to.This wasn’t the gentle lovemaking that she and Bobenjoyed. It was animal lust. The men did what. "You drink this and it will make you strong like Georgia."Lexi kept her hands on her lap when Val held out the drink. Her hopes that he wouldn't make her drink it were dashed when he gripped her hair and tipped her head back."Drink it," he said, "or I'll let Nadia spank you with a wooden spoon."Lexi opened her mouth and Val tipped the glass back. She swallowed, noticing that the burning sensation wasn't so bad this time. She also realized that her pussy had spasmed in anticipation when he said.