Visually, Kevin examined her bruised bottom. Her ass cheeks were purplewhere they were not red, and fifteen red stripes, some oozing blood, likeliqui... rubies, stretched, parallel to one another, across her batteredbuttocks. He found the sight of her bloody, bruised, and laceratedbehind as beautiful as a blossom in full flower and, despite herbuttocks' bruises and lacerations, he knew that her bottom could, infact, endure many more lashes of the cane, should he wish to subject herto additional. ‘I couldn’t leave you out in the cold with no coat.’ I could see that I’d surprised her. ‘Listen, I’ve got a blanket in the car. If I can’t help you in any other way, at least let me give you that.’ ‘You’d give me that?’ ‘Of course I would. Then at least you’d have a chance to survive and look after your baby.’ Very tentatively she asked, ‘What else would you do if I was prepared to accept your help?’ ‘Well, I could take you somewhere to find shelter. Or you could use one of my spare rooms and. I know that you really love me. It's just that all of this..." she moved her eyes all around for a second, " ... stuff ... is so intense!"I wasn't kidding when I said I was turned on more than I have ever been. Being so turned on like this is so scary for me, too. If Mom and Dad weren't in the house, we would probably be having this conversation horizontally and naked with me riding on top of you ... or you on me."Oh, Ron! I have never even fucked anyone before, and I never dreamed that I would. Jenny said I suspected something I though I had seen a hint of nylons atyour ankles and once I though I saw the outline of a bra under your shirthen I stopped over here unexpectedly and now this just proves I did.She said now you better tell me everything and be honest. After I wasfinally to find my voice and could talk to her I spent the next 30minutes spilling my life story about my divorce, and my fantasies anddressing up and how I only did by myself and in private. she asked whythe chains.