"Susie is what you call me when you're a good boy." I hinted. "PleaseMistress Susan, I'll go to bed, I won't bother you any more." Johnny soundedreall... pitiful, but I was angry. I unlocked Johnny's leg manacles, and pulledhim up by the ear. "Get in the bedroom, now. I'll be in in a bit Johnny burst into fresh tears and teetered back into the bedroom, his handsmanacled behind him. I went and sat on Andre's knee and ruffled his luxuriousdark hair, comparing it unfavorably to Johnny's thinning. This was the man who had known me since I was a little girl, who had given me birthday presents and Christmas presents every year. Who had helped pay my tuition in college. And by the look on his face and in his eyes I knew it didn’t matter if I wanted to or not, he was going to have sex with me. I pushed of the covers and slowly stood up, as he began to walk over to me I lifted the shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor. He stopped, looking at his grand-daughter’s breasts that he hadn’t. “Ok” was all she said. We pushed through the undergrowth and took shelter under the tree.We sat hunched in silence under the leaning trunk. We were wet but we were sheltered. She was hugging her knees and staring at the ground, looking shy again. Her hair was damp and limp, wisps stuck to her face by the wetness. I didn’t know how to strike up a conversation. Suddenly she shivered. My brain shook back to life. “Here, take my coat” I said, hurriedly taking off my thin jacket and putting it. It was a pleasant surprise.Yvonne pulled from our kissing. I could see it in her eyes and feel it through our link: it was time to start removing clothes. She pulled up and my shirt was off. I reached down and started fumbling with her skirt, but without seeing what I was doing, I couldn't tell if there was a zipper, a series of buttons or what. She turned around in my arms and let me see what I was doing. Her skirt hit the floor. Her panties were a white thong. I knew she liked having more.
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