Yet, they were making these pronouncements like they were experts. I was finding myself getting a little pissed about it. Twins can't do that. Twins a...lways do this.That's when a girl a few rows down exploded. She laid into the two loudest mouths about how they didn't know squat. She went down the list of their 'pronouncements' refuting every one from her own experience. The loudest of the mouths was trying to shout her down by saying she wasn't objective being a twin herself. That's when I. . well, it just seems more respectful." Respect." Cruise shook his head. "We gave you this life, Erika. You were raised in Scientology's proud tradition. You wouldn't be where you are now without our help." Don't think I'm not grateful," Erika said. "Believe me, I will endorse Scientology whenever the media asks me about it. I've been doing that. I believe in the philosophy. I follow it. I just don't think it's the only good way there is. The others are good too." We have a duty, Erika. We are. ‘I’ve wanted to touch you like that since the first time I saw you tonight.’ His hand plunged into the low neck of her dress and cupped one of her breasts. ‘I’ve wanted to do this, too,’ he said softly. Amber was sure she would faint as wild, yet sweet, sensations caused her stomach to churn. She hoped he wouldn’t think badly of her body. She was over forty and had a grown son, but she watched what she ate and exercised to retain her shape. She still occasionally caught men eyeing her when she. She then laid her head on my chest. “Promise me, you will not make fun of my small tits.” I shook my head and put my hand on her chin. “Don’t worry; I love the size of your tits the way they are.” I then saw a tear trickle down her eye. I quickly wiped them away and kissed her again. She closed her eyes and nodded for me to continue. I lifted her bra up and her hands swiftly moved to cover her nipples. I took her hands and gently squeezed them. They slowly moved away from her breasts. Her soft.