What was she to do? They met Jenny and Sarah for a late lunch and they all discussed the upcoming wedding except for Gracie. She remained silent and p...leaded a headache. As she lay upon her bed nursing her headache she surmised what she must do. She needed to leave the mansion. She would not marry and she would leave Michael alone. Nothing had been the same since that day in the hardware store – but it made her see how much she did not belong here. Matthew would find some sweet, docile woman who. Parker pushed me off of him causing me to stumble back on my feet. With needy hands, the wild man pulled his red exercise shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. He then unzipped his beige khakis and let his raging boner come into view. “So did you plan on having sex with someone and avoid wearing boxers today, or is it just a guy thing?” Mr. Parker let a deep chuckle roll past his lips. “It’s a guy thing.” He then let his dominant look reappear as he gazed into my soul through my eyes.. Her hand fell from his face and she tucked it under her butt, groping for the bulge she could feel growing in his crotch. Nathan let her slip her hand down his pants and grip his erect penis in her small hand. He too, now had his pants around his ankles. She was stroking his dick. Nathan could feel the warm skin of her buttocks against his bare legs like a lovely morning dew caressing his body. For so long he had silently yearned for her, and silently repressed himself. But now, he was like a. He strode into the kitchen, grasping her shoulders, spinning her body suddenly. His eyes searched her face, and cool blue eyes gazed back. He asked why she did not greet him as she should, and her caustic reply was that he was not worthy of her 'gift'. At times he never knew if this was a test she presented him. But this day he cared not. His hand flashed out and struck her soundly across her cheek. Snapping back her head. The sound, echoing around the kitchen.To his surprise she spat at him..