Again she had emphatically answered no, but he could read her deep seated restlessness, the craving which had heretofore gone unsatisfied and so even ...as she denied that she would comply, he knew better.Then tonight he couldn't help smiling as she not only rang his doorbell six minutes early, but stood in the hallway of the apartment house in a pale green blouse, pleated floral skirt and heels, her nipples visible through the semi-sheer material of the blouse."Well Tish, so you decided to pay me. " His voice was quiet and soothing.He gently laid a hand on her arm, which startled her for just a moment. However, his tenderness was compelling, and she finally turned around to look into his wizened face. His smile was warm and inviting. Almost grandfatherly."Sharon, I'm so glad to see you. I was feeling a tad lonely. Would you be willing to sit with me for a spell and talk? I have fresh tea brewing."Her lip trembled as she searched his friendly eyes. He held out his arm for her and she. "He followed her dreams. Not dreams, nightmares. A series of fragmentary glimpses, horror followed by horror, a girl trapped in a family tradition of Sunday services and Sunday school and church picnics and outings and a long summer camp where Father Bernard followed. Glimpses of afternoon "chastening sessions" in Father Bernard's office; an evening of painful invasion in Father Bernard's cabin at church camp; rough-handed groping and violations tumbling one after another in her serial. .. Didn't burn anything did I?" Andrea gasped, and then let out a long, satisfied moan.Danica shook her head in the negative. "No, but you certainly surprised me." I don't know how I controlled it," Andrea said, and then threw her head back, cupping her sex in her hand as an aftershock surged through her body. "That was incredible, Celes. Thank you so much."Drawing Andrea's wetness to her lips with a finger, Celes smiled and responded, "I loved it. I was lost in you. I didn't even notice the.