I mean what can I do about it?" OK Monica let me help; after all I'm the professional. My guess is that your either a 34 or 36B, is that about right?"...Blushing once again she said, "I'm a 34B." I saw tears forming in her eyes. "I know that's not very big but Jeff doesn't seem to mind." It's alright Monica and there is no need to cry, I think women with small breasts are the sexiest models ever. Christ if you look at art from the Renaissance period all the women were what they called. Then went right into my room over to the closet and found my big leather western belt and I folded it and I went right into that living room and I beat Toro’s ass with that belt and I made him run and hide his ass from me!I sat right there on that couch and every time he came back towards his bed I jumped up yielded that belt at him and he cowered down scared to death of me and crawled into his bed and curled up shaking like a damn leaf!I put the belt down went right over as he saw me coming to. "That's why you left the Marines, isn't it?" she asked."Yes," he sighed, still not daring to look up. "Miss Rose, I wanted to be a Marine forever. I wanted to be the best Marine there ever was. I still want to, but I... I can't. Not after..." That's why you're studying to be a paramedic, right?" she asked."It was the only thing I could think of," he said. "Something to make up for what I did. I'm sorry, Miss Rose." Wade, you poor, poor bastard," she said, shaking her head, a little surprised to. He served me a nice mixed drink and I began to relax more as I sat on the sofa. Jake looked at me, "So you like being abused?" he asked me. I looked at him and smiled a little, "Yes" I replied "It makes life interesting at times" I added as I sipped my drink. I could see his mind working overtime and I knew he was thinking of what he could do to me. We were both still naked and the drink was making feel even more relaxed when Jake got up from his chair and came over in front of me. Reaching.