“So what’s with this ‘special’ passenger?” Said Theresa sarcastically. “It’s Brad Karlson the athlete!” Brad had won gold in the World...athletics championships in the 400 metres and was tipped for gold in the Olympic games. His photo adorned many a girl’s bedroom wall and was among the country’s top heart-throbs. It was funny how many wives and girlfriends took an interest in athletics when he happened to be on. Maybe it was his athletic prowess or maybe it was his ample lunch box, which he. Loosened locks of sweat-dampened hair fell to dangle limply in front as Becca tried to keep herself from crying more in the lasting pain of her punishments.Watching Becca's soft lips press against the unyielding leather covering of the cane and seeing the tears of pain coursing down her cheeks, some falling upon the slick smoothness of the instrument soon to be used in the punishment of her breasts, James's thoughts turned to how this woman had descended into such submissive behaviour, so. " "We can…you mean, you'll let us keep doing it?" "It's not so much that I'll let you two do it, it's more me, that I work and can't keep you away from each other even if I wanted to. In fact, I'm not at all sure I want to keep you two apart." "Really, why?" he asked. After all it was a totally unexpected statement from their mother. "I watched you two for a while, Trent. You two looked so beautiful together, so hot and sexy. I can see why you two would want to be together like that with each. Puzzled, they did nothing as they watched the driver disembark and go to open the carriage door. Out stepped Gerard St. Claire. ‘Oh God,’ Elizabeth murmured, her breath catching in her throat. ‘Don’t take the Lord’s name in vain, girl,’ Mr. Winshaw said. Gerard looked even more handsome than he had the last two times Elizabeth had seen him. Today he was dressed in dark pants and a dark coat, wearing another white shirt that was unbuttoned at the top. His hair had been combed into place, and.
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