Holding back. "Is Andrea with you?" She glanced around the room looking for her daughter
. .
. Then little by little their roles became a kind of theme for an entire evening, sometimes spontaneously but more and more often at Anita’s request. Don would always wait until she was literally quivering with anticipation – usually not a very long wait – before delivering two open-handed swats, one to each cheek
Lena Paul .
Continue reading As I continued to fight him and Kevin off me, Kevin reached for the shower knob. Then he kicked me in the face with his other foot
. I rolled over, just as Rob grabbed my nuts
Holding back. "Is Andrea with you?" She glanced around the room looking for her daughter
. .
. Then little by little their roles became a kind of theme for an entire evening, sometimes spontaneously but more and more often at Anita’s request. Don would always wait until she was literally quivering with anticipation – usually not a very long wait – before delivering two open-handed swats, one to each cheek
Lena Paul .
Continue reading As I continued to fight him and Kevin off me, Kevin reached for the shower knob. Then he kicked me in the face with his other foot
. I rolled over, just as Rob grabbed my nuts
Holding back. "Is Andrea with you?" She glanced around the room looking for her daughter
. .
. Then little by little their roles became a kind of theme for an entire evening, sometimes spontaneously but more and more often at Anita’s request. Don would always wait until she was literally quivering with anticipation – usually not a very long wait – before delivering two open-handed swats, one to each cheek
Lena Paul .
Continue reading As I continued to fight him and Kevin off me, Kevin reached for the shower knob. Then he kicked me in the face with his other foot
. I rolled over, just as Rob grabbed my nuts
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