. And I release her bit by bit, reattaching her to aspoton the frame. It doesn't take long before she is spread eagle and readyfor what I need to do... with her. I leave her alone for a few minutes; I can only wonder about the thoughtsthat float through her head in these few isolated moments. I finallyreturn, and in my hands is a jar of hot wax, no not the candle kind, thekind that you rip hair out with. "I had this whole thing planned where I was going to say 'if you screameven once, I'm. I simply nodded my head in acknowledgment. No, she was getting too comfortable, as was I. Comparing her to Grace, was I mad? I needed to regain control of this situation. I pulled the remote from my hip pocket and wondered if she actually wore the panties to work. A part of me hoped she didn't so I could abandon this entire situation and go back to my life while deep down I prayed she did. Here goes nothing.I waited until her hands were empty and cranked it to medium strength. It took. "Yes, I know. God, I hate this. I hate having to choose." Nothing says you have to give it up entirely," Jo said with a small smile. "I'm going to maintain the business." Yeah, nothing like recruiting the foxes to guard the fucking hen-house," Richie said."Then you're going to have to make me a promise, Jo," Penny said. "You're going to have to promise me you'll keep pursuing this. I know, not to the exclusion of all else, but I don't want to abandon it. Maybe ... maybe I am haunted by. I used to breastfeed you for heaven's sake."Was she kidding? That was ages ago. "Mom, I used to doodle with my poop the last time I saw them."She sighed and sat back on her haunches. "Well, yes," she replied tartly as she hooked each thumb under her bra straps and lifted the garment up making her awesome tits jiggle and wobble erotically in front of me, "Point taken. But it's not like they've suddenly popped up out of nowhere."No shit."Oh, good grief," she sighed, "Look at the time. This one is.