Iasked Karen again if she was ready. This time she replied 'Yes'straightaway.I folded the rope a couple of times so it had a little more weight andfl...icked it across Karen's back. She flinched. I asked her if shewanted the next one harder. She paused then nodded. This time Iaimed a little lower and the rope hit across her bottom. She flinchedagain and a red mark appeared where the rope had hit. I said to herthat I was going to let the captain do the next one. I asked her tosay yes to. He stood up and lost his balance as the new center of gravity correcteditself in his new memory. His hourglass figure had curves that made hisass feel like it was jutting out into space while he felt like hisbreasts were huge as he looked dumbfounded down into his ample cleavage."Come with me please," commanded Marissa as she guided Greg to thebathroom vanity. "Look at yourself. What is your name and what do youremember?Greg replied, "My name is uh, uh,.., My name is Grrr.., Monique!"The lips. This afternoon he watched behind closed eyes, as they parted for him in a silent request to feast upon the prize that they framed. Once more his tongue slipped out, this time moistening his lower lip, and once again searching for a shred of evidence that this was more than just a memory. His cock did not care, and it began to swell with approval.Their sex was always incredible, even the encounters when one or both just needed to satisfy a quick rush of desire. It may have been after a long day. I never considered the pain he was in by having to lie to his father. For that also, I must pay. Our son hates me to this day and his hate has made my life a living hell. Every day he looks at me with eyes filled with accusation and contempt. He never speaks to me as his mother, and when you are not there, he speaks to me not at all. His hate is justified but it is also more than I can bear. For that you must forgive him as I have since my actions made him do this. But his hate pales in.