" Willow stared out the window. Once Holly had said that, the memory of bumping into Clay at the party had come back in all its vivid, embarrassing de...tail. How Willow had slipped on the concrete around the in-ground pool, and unable to right herself, had fallen against Clay. How they'd both fallen in a tangle into the pool, sending up a huge splash. A few other memories surfaced and she bit her lip. How Clay's arm had gone around her waist, just as he'd done in the store, and how he'd felt just. I only know she seemed a slender shape that the moonlight covered as though it was her lover. She twirled and spun, now up on her toes, now running lightly back and forth across the smooth sand. I cannot even remember if she was dressed. At one moment I thought she was wearing a white garment that fell from her neck to her knees. At the next moment I thought that her silver hair and the sea breeze and the tang of the ocean air were her only garments.She spoke not when she saw me, nor did her. George enjoyed seeing her tremble before him, lowered his hand and sat in the chair,"Stand in front of the desk!"Moving to obey, Stacy watched as he scooted the chair up in front of her,"Spread your legs on either side of me!"As she did she leaned her ass against the desk and he scooted the chair and his legs between hers, leaning forward he told her he was going to check her breasts for needle tracks, telling her some broads shoot up there so they don't have tracks on their arms, almost. .Sir. ‘, he stood, bending over the front of her, his magicial fingers going faster, ‘ Call me Demitri, My little dove ‘, and ‘ you are? ‘ She paused, ‘ I’m Gina ‘, he saw shock in her eyes and smiled softly, ‘ May I kiss you? ‘, Demitri asked. Gina couldn’t refuse!, She nodded, and within the seconds his mouth was on hers, sliding his tongue along her small pink lips, suckling the sensitive skin, arousing her senses as she moaned into his mouth. Demitri couldn’t take it anymore!, his hand.