Because thatwould have been like having that disease she said about, true? But Iasked Daddy to gave me a charge card before he left this morning, anda...so, except for the two real nice outfits, we got it all at Macy's andLimited too, and those place, and Filene's Basement and Target too.But it was an awful lot of stuff, I guess. How much money does Daddyhave, do you think? I think he gets lots more out here than he did backhome, but I don't know how much. And he kinda growled when I asked forthe. Andie looked back over her shoulder at Nanette, who smiled and mouthed "enjoy!" Andie followed the dark haired woman, who was slightly shorter than herself but with a similar figure, into room number four.She was wearing the same uniform as the others - tight black pants and a loose fitting black button up blouse with a pink 'Allure' logo on the left breast.The woman said something in slightly broken English as she half closed the door behind her."I'm sorry," Andie said as she took in the. Her eyes were red and she was starting to cry, spittle flew from the corners of her lips. She tried to get her balance, but every time she almost got it I would thrust extra hard and slap her. After a moment she crumpled, not willing, or maybe not able, to fight my assault any longer. I twisted my fists into her hair and held her up by her hair. It was all she could do to sit there whimpering in pain. I gagged her over and over, waiting until her face turned blue or her eyes started to roll. Our stare did not waver until she moved, and her tender fingers caressed the valley of my spine. Her mouth pressed to mine, a tip of her soft tongue provoked my response; it was a false prospectus. Between the cleft of my behind, her finger pressed and defeated my entrance, it travelled deeper as she suffocated my moans. To that place, that swell and the flat of her finger incited it. I growled and she broke from me, silently she nodded, and I enjoyed the special telepathy that only they.