She'd let me feel her breasts, and even allow me to touch her pussy, but only if there were layers of cloth between us. The first time I slipped my ha...ds under her shirt, I really thought she was going to break my arms with the strength she exhibited while stopping me dead in my tracks. One day, I'd decided that it was time to slip my hand down her pants. That manoeuvre was stopped by a good slap in the face that left a dark, red, splotchy hand print that I wore for days.That was the first time. Billy felt pride that he could inspire such desire from such powerful,strong, and handsome women. However, he knew that his body belonged tohis Husband and any woman that she wished to sell it to for a short time.He wiggled his hips as they made their way across the lobby, making hisass wiggle and jiggle with each step he took, drawing the attention ofevery woman. His Husband had the doors of the elevator held open and shewas watching him with her stern eyes that told him to hurry the hell. ”She scowled, but obeyed as her fingers worked the knot holding her hands behind her back. Though it was tight, she was sure she could work it free before morning. She ate the food he offered as she plotted. He’d be one sorry cowpoke come morning.When she’d finished everything left on her plate, he carried her to the pallet he’d made and settled her under a blanket before spooning his big body around her. Thankfully, aside from wrapping a heavy arm around her waist, he didn’t touch her.The. I think you'd look very pretty with curly hair." Yes", said my dad, "you'll be getting a pretty new hairstyle and momalso has some studying for you to do" Studying", I asked, "I thought this was going to be a vacation trip,what do I have to study for a vacation?" Mom reached into a shoppingbag next to her and brought out several magazines for young girls. "Iwant you to study these Diane, you'll need to learn how to act morelike a girl. We wouldn't want anyone to think that the pretty girlwith.