Yet here she was. The proud new owner of a million dollar mansion that looked to have been abandoned for quite sometime now.Lisa bent down to pick up ...er lone bag. She didn't bring much. In a stroke of bad luck, most of her belongings were stolen from her tiny studio apartment right before her trip out here. All she packed was some clothes and her feminine essentials.As she brought the bag up to her shoulder she felt like someone was staring at her from the cornfield to her right. Her heart. I see her turn to me eyes locked onto my face as I give her a little smile.I turn to face her cheek pressing my lips to her neck and whisper, "Mmmm no panties, that's my good sexy slut," as my fingers rub against her cheeks, lust building in my eyes. She leans into me, her neck on mine as she breathes deep and then says, "So where are we going?" I wink at her and reply, "Wait and see."The train is already at the platform when we arrive. We board the train and sit down in a busy carriage. We. As the camera zoomed into his wide brown eyes, he looking like a shot from the film King-Kong at here, the eyes were staring somewhere at her, hard? He stared for ages and said nothing. He had told her to drop her arms by her side?She did as she was told and again silence, his eyes flicking about?Then.'Hey Doll, you put some weight on?' he barked out!'How you mean Mr?' she feebly said.'I means you look fatter. Your belly? Your tits?' he simply said to her.'Oh, no Mr, I think it is just my. Is that better? Oh dear, - your nether regions are in a state, aren’t they? We really should have made better provision for your sanitary requirements - it’s just that we weren’t expecting guests, you see….Tell you what - I’ll just cut those panties off you and give you a bit of a wash off down there - it’s bad enough you being scared, and all, without being embarrassed by the state of your underwear, isn’t it? Don’t worry, I ‘m qualified in combat first aid and I’ve seen more than my share.