I was holding her tight, she was pinned to the wall and her legs were in the air. She looked into my eyes with longing.I turned her around and pinned ...er face to the wall. Her breasts were pressed against the wall. She let out a huge gasp.“Aaahhhh…………” It was sexy. It turned me on more.I got hold of her bra strap and felt that her back was wet with sweat. I touched her strap with my lips and licked the sweat under it. She couldn’t take it. She was curling her back like an animal in pain,. “Oh God,” Mandy gasped gripping the steaming front of the prison wagon helping it pull her up towards the road above. “I’ve got to get out of here!”Suddenly she screamed a big black bicep around her neck. From the driver door a huge blood spatter man fell on her, pinning her to the hillside. His powerful hand pressed down on her back Mandy biting the ground.Bison was confused. How long had he been out? What the hell was going on? He raised his head surveying the clearing below. It took him only. She lived in mortal fear of the day he would discover what she had done. She wanted to tell him but she knew that the minute she did, the minute Gary found that he could never be free of the SKIN that held him captive her marriage was over. She would spend the rest of her long life not only without him but knowing that she had sentenced him to the same loneliness. The knowledge of her guilt was crushing her. She could not live with it and yet she could not die. She was spinning out of control. She looked to be about 25 or so, and was a GOOD looking woman. She had on a crop top tie dyed T shirt that covered what were obviously a nice set of knockers, and a black leather miniskirt that showed some mighty fine long legs. She had on four inch spikes, but stood on them like she wasn't used to them. I figured Marcus had found out where I lived and sent one of his ... associates ... over for one reason or another. There was a camera dangling from a strap gripped in her left hand. That must.