Peyton's Pleasure (113 page)

J
ust
a
s
h
e’
d
e
x
p
ec
t
e
d,
P
e
y
t
on
slipp
e
d
into
the
r
o
o
m
to
s
e
e wh
a
t
he w
a
s
up
to.
He
i
g
no
re
d
h
e
r
a
s
he
f
inish
e
d
his
p
re
p
ara
tions.
S
he
in
c
h
e
d

f
u
r
th
e
r into
the
r
oom
a
nd
w
a
t
c
h
e
d
him.
F
in
a
l
l
y
,
he tu
r
n
e
d
to
look
a
t h
er
.
H
e
r
b
ea
uti
f
ul
h
ea
d
of
a
ubu
r
n
h
a
ir
l
a
y muss
e
d
ar
ound
h
e
r should
er
s.
S
he still
d
id
n
’
t
h
a
ve on
a b
r
a or
top
a
nd
h
e
r
j
ea
ns
w
e
r
e
z
ipp
e
d
but
not
sn
a
pp
e
d,
like his.
He not
e
d
th
a
t
she
a
lso
w
a
sn
’
t w
ear
i
n
g
a
n
y sho
e
s.
Go
o
d.
Th
a
t
would
m
a
ke
pulling
o
f
f
the
j
e
a
ns
th
a
t mu
c
h
ea
si
er
.

“
W
h
a
t
ar
e
y
ou doi
n
g
wi
t
h
a
ll of
th
a
t stu
ff
?
”
she
f
in
a
l
l
y
a
s
k
e
d.
“
G
e
tting
it
r
ea
d
y
f
o
r
y
ou
.
”

“
Oh,
no.
You
’r
e
not
t
y
ing
me
up
a
g
a
in.
I
l
ea
r
n
e
d
m
y l
e
sson th
ere
.”
S
he
took a
s
t
e
p b
a
c
k.

He took
a st
e
p
f
o
r
w
a
r
d
a
nd
cr
ook
e
d
his
f
ing
er
.
“
C
ome h
ere
,
Pe
y
ton.”

S
he
shook h
e
r
h
ea
d
b
ac
k
a
nd
f
o
r
th
a
s she
took
a
n
o
th
e
r
st
e
p b
ac
k.

R
y
k
e
r
smil
e
d
a
nd stop
p
e
d. He
stu
c
k his
f
i
n
g
e
r
down tow
ar
d
the
f
loo
r
.

“
On
y
our
kn
e
e
s,
P
e
y
ton.
Now
!
”

S
he
imm
e
di
a
t
e
l
y
s
a
nk
to
h
e
r
kn
ee
s
without
thinkin
g
.
Y
e
p,
she
w
a
s a
n
a
tu
ra
l
submissiv
e
,
a
l
l
r
i
g
ht.
He
qu
i
c
k
l
y
cr
o
ss
e
d
the
r
oom
a
nd
g
r
a
bb
e
d
h
e
r
b
y the
h
a
ir
b
ef
o
r
e
she
r
e
a
li
z
e
d
wh
a
t
s
h
e’
d
don
e
.
He
d
r
e
w h
e
r
to h
e
r
f
ee
t
a
nd sho
v
e
d h
e
r
tow
ar
d t
h
e
b
e
d.

“
G
e
t
up
on
the b
e
d.” He w
a
t
c
h
e
d
a
s
she
f
o
u
g
h
t
h
er
s
e
lf b
ef
o
r
e
g
ivi
n
g
up
a
nd
c
limbi
n
g
u
p on the
b
e
d.

“
L
i
e on
y
our
b
ac
k
a
nd
s
t
re
t
c
h
y
our
ar
ms
a
bo
v
e
y
o
ur
h
ea
d
f
or
m
e
.”
R
y
k
e
r
took
e
a
c
h
w
r
ist
a
nd
ti
e
d
it
with
the so
f
t
c
otton
r
ope to
the h
ea
dbo
ar
d.

Th
e
n
he
a
tt
ac
h
e
d
the
sp
r
ea
d
e
r
b
a
r
to
h
e
r
a
nkl
e
s
a
f
t
e
r
re
moving
h
er
j
ea
ns.
S
he
h
a
dn
’
t
bot
h
e
r
e
d
with
p
a
nti
e
s.
Good.
He
r
a
n
his
f
i
n
g
e
r
up h
e
r
c
r
ac
k
a
nd
dipp
e
d
q
u
i
c
k
l
y
inside
h
e
r
pus
s
y
to
f
ind
it
a
l
rea
d
y
w
e
t
f
or
him. Y
e
s, she
w
a
s into this.

“
W
h
a
t
ar
e
y
ou
g
oi
n
g
to
do
to
m
e
?
”
she
a
sk
e
d,
a
n
er
vous
tone
in h
e
r
voi
ce.