We had good friends in Germany and later in California. We party with Karen and Skeet and their friends, Jack and Sue. But, yes. We've been talking a...bout it too." We did not mention Martina because she made us give her our solemn promise not to tell anyone about whatever happened that night. But, they were destined to meet later on. Jerry and Shirley smiled at each other too.Jerry picked up his cocktail glass laughing, "To good friends! Let's party!"The table was small so we were sitting. “Come,” the woman urged again, gripped her hand and guided her towards the edge. “Lucy!” It was just a gasp. Frozen still in time, her friend still stood just a few feet below the crater’s rim, both hands reaching upwards and with eyes so full of fear that it broke Holly’s heart again. “No!” she screamed in helpless protest. “Not Lucy! No! Not her!” She was twirled around until she faced the woman. “The fire gives. It warms and nourishes us all, but for what it gives, it also needs to take. It. More than a bit. It was exuberant, a celebration of whipping, beautiful in a way, but uncalled for under the circumstances. I wasn't sure how to proceed with this volatile minx without crushing her spirit. Of course, I was a good one to preach moderation with the whip, what with my two women showing very visible bruises on their asses and unable to sit without wincing for a couple of days."But, Papa! Does not the Holy Book tell us it is better to give than to receive?" she asked with deceptive. “Hello, handsome.”“Hello, little mother.”“I like the sound of that. I’m glad you called. I haven’t been getting to see enough of you lately. You were gone for two weeks and all I’ve gotten since you returned was one night.”“You know that I’m completely devoted to you,” Jake said. “But I am a bit worried about Mark. Now that you’re pregnant, how will he take it if we continue to get together?”“He was okay with it even before the pregnancy thing came up. I haven’t sensed any change in his.