As my mouth reached Nisha’s nipples she loudly moaned. I moved slowly to her pussy playing with the fine smooth hair on top and then moved my finger... to her clit. I kissed her clit and also outside and inside the lips around her wet cunt. This made her cum in jerks while pressing my mouth to her pussy. I was not in a position to control further so I positioned my self above her and held the tip of my cock at the entrance of her soaking wet pussy. She moaned in anticipation. As I purposely. “Well, yes, as a matter of fact, but I don’t do this a lot,” he said weakly as an excuse. “I know just the place for you, sir and it’s close by.” She answered. Within five minutes she pulled the cab in front of a bar called “Reggie’s.” There were only a few cars in the parking lot when Gary went inside. He looked around the dimly lit bar and noticed two women playing pool and one sitting by herself watching something on the television. At the bar were two women talking to themselves. The one. She played with her Barbie dolls, only bothered a little by her nine year old Brother, Lou, running about with a large plastic model of a B17 bomber. The boy flew about the garden with his toy bomber, attacking whatever it is that nine year old boys attack with toy bombers. She concentrated on her dolls, ignoring him, as she usually did.She doesn't know what made her look up, at her grandfather. There was something wrong, she sensed it. Perhaps it was the way he held his shot glass, perhaps it. "Just between us girls," she said. When I asked her what,she told me that for my protection I should keep a record of how theHenson's and all the people at their church treated me.Liv told me that she knew the Henson's had rescued me and been nice tome and all, but they were kind of weird and I should be careful becausethey might try to brainwash me into being Timothy again. She said they'dalready been talking to my parents in Austin.Well that scared me. I knew they were religious. They are.