"But you have to, Tommi. You have to let go ofthe anger." She sounded like she was both begging Tommi and warningher.Tommi stared at her and started... to laugh. "You sound like Yoda!" sheguffawed.Sara giggled. "Anger leads to hate," she said in a high, gravellyvoice. "Hate leads to the Dark Side."Tommi drove in silence for several miles. "Maybe you're right," shefinally said to Sara. "Maybe I _do_ need to let go of my hate." Shedrove in silence for a long time, with only the background. ..focusing the energy is giving you the feeling that your body is filled with molten lava....with just a thin outer crust stopping you from exploding........her lips suck your hard nipple into her mouth the hard edges of her teeth meeting the sensitive skin........a warm tongue flicks across the swollen tip.......you can't help yourself........your finger slides between your legs, moving over those smooth wet lips you gasp as it brushes over a clit so hard and swollen it feels like it could. A few hours later, around 2am in the morning, i heard a loud bang as my dad had fallen through the door on his way home from the pub. I could hear him struggling to get up the stairs so i thought it was best to get up and go help him. I was only wearing a thin nightie but didnt think anything of it as i just wanted to make sure my dad wasnt going to hurt himself falling down the stairs or anything. He said "hello Laura, sorry if i woke you up, im a little drunk"Its ok i said, lets just get you. I took a deep breath and began."This is quite a place you've got here; an ocean front mansion of thissize in our humble state would easily cost more than a million dollars."He actually smiled at me! Did he think I was complimenting him? "And thecars! Of all of them I think I like the Corvette the best." I playedalong. "I'm glad you appreciate the value of a dollar son," he said solemnly."I do Dad, I do, but that's not my point." He looked at me inquisitivelyand I continued. "What do you think.