Must have sprained it. He felt completely relaxed and sleepy. Everything was fuzzy, but not like when he was drunk. He knew should get up and find the...others. It was getting warmer and clammy sweat started beading out, he could feel it pop out of his skin. There was a buzzing sound in his ears. He started to smell things, the leaves around him seemed thick with a scent of decay. The smell of the earth filled his nostrils, but not the dirt of home, but a rotting smell more like the compost pile. By now the bartender was standing next to Debra. Jim began to kneel onthe floor in front of Debra. The bartender was clearly excited, andmoaned a sigh. He was now on the floor inches from Debra's shoe.She spoke again. "Jim?" Yes?" he answered."You may call me mistress Debra, do you understand?" Yes Mistress Debra." Good boy! I want you to remove the pump from my foot, do youunderstand?" Yes, Mistress Debra." he answered."Good Boy!"Jim removed the shoe to reveal the most beautiful red toenails. I could see in her eyes she was pretty shy for her deeds we both slept again and after sometime of sleep I was again near her my hands were touching her hands I was not sleepy I saw her she was sleeping I didn’t know what happened to me all of a sudden I was feeling horny I rubbed my hands to hers and gently moved my hands on her hands it was a cold night too and I guess it would help much more keep this in mind after some time.I moved my hands more further I touched her boobs with my fingers. It had cooled whilst she showered. She drank it straight down and I sat with her until her eyes drooped and she quickly fell asleep.I admired her young body, letting my eyes follow every delicious curve. Unable to resist, I traced the smooth contour of her jawline, delighting in the softness of her skin. The warmth of her breath played gently over my palm as I ran my finger over her cute, button nose and full lips.Observing Olivia fuelled my deep obsession and I found it increasingly difficult.