Her rounded hips humped down into Linda's face and she shook as if having a fit.Linda could barely hear the moan rise in volume and pitch until it bec...ame a shrill wail of pleasure, total and abandoned. She hung suspended like that for long moments while Linda continued teasing at and toying with her tortured clit, unrelentingly driving her further and further in her orgasm. Linda simultaneously slid one hand farther beneath her lovely lover and speared her with a forefinger driven into the. I brushed my long hair off my shoulders as the nutcracker and the mouse king fought their way underneath the tree. They leapt up the presents and along the tree branches onto the tree decorations as they continued to fight."Watch out, my Prince." Was all I could say.I climbed the fireplace screen to keep them in eyesight after they disappeared behind the branches. The nutcracker knocked the sword from the king's hand and then with a swung of the hand, knocked the rat's feet out from under him.. ”I pulled away and stood up. I didn’t want to be comforted. “You don’t understand. I went out of my way for four years doing my best to avoid her, to avoid even looking at her, because of that day.”“I know, Seth,” Jordan said with a sigh. “But is that her fault?”I had started pacing and stopped, thinking about her question. Ms. Langston was the one who gave me detention, Lisa’s father was the one who took a switch to my back, and the other students all treated me as though I had raped Lisa or. ‘Uh, it’s actually a gift – for my niece,’ he said quickly, wanting to keep talking to her. She turned back slowly. ‘How old is she?’ ‘It’s for her thirteenth birthday.’ She wrinkled her brow. ‘Hm.’ ‘What?’ ‘Well, there’s a rape scene in the book,’ she told him. ‘I didn’t read it until college, though I guess a high schooler could probably handle it. But thirteen…’ she trailed off with a shrug. ‘Did she ask for it?’ He looked at the book self-consciously. ‘No, I read a blurb about it,’ he said..