Again, he felt his desire for her grow, the longing to be with her overcame him and he grabbed her arm causing her to gasp. ‘Come with me now Isabel...a. I will take you to your room and find a more appropriate outfit and contemplate what your punishment shall be.’ ‘Yes Master,’ Isabella answered, as she was lead down the corridor by her Master. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Isabella struggled to keep up with the hurried pace that her Master was placing on her. She had pulled the front of her. The Indian braves raped the screaming and crying white woman when they could to terrorize the invaders and encourage them to go back to wherever they had come from. This vixen was raping him. This would never do. That’s when the bloodcurdling scream occurred and he was the one screaming in shock and frustration.The Indian brave had to take charge. He pushed the woman’s back into the corner of the seat with a strong hand between her breasts, her legs stretched down the seat, and came down. “We hardly know each other, and I know this is presumptuous of me to even think of asking, but I need a favor, your advice and guidance,” he told me, “I want to enjoy the kind of sex with Sandy just as you do with your wife, Shelia. It’s all I’ve thought about since our conversation.”Shelia entered the room and I had Bob take a seat.“It seems Bob wants to join the ‘hot wife’ club,” I explained to Shelia, “and wants our help.” “Will you help me?” Bob asked, “You can have first crack at her if. “Just boxers,” he answered calm and collect. “Its been hot like you said, otherwise I might put on some pajama pants.” The nerves in my stomach were starting to untangle themselves and our conversation went on. We talked about random things, whatever came to our heads, just like we did when we texted or talked online. Soon it was as if we talked on the phone all the time and it was no big deal. Things were going great, until he asked me a question that sent all of the nerves back into a wreck.