I plunged my middle finger all the way in and hooked it toward myself, rubbing along her softness. I ran it in and out a few times, enjoying the emoti...ns playing across her face. A soft whimper escaped her lips as I pulled my finger out. “That’s not enough for you though, is it?” I asked. She looked down at me inquisitively, and was about to question further, when I took the whisk from her. The handle was warm from her palm. She spread her legs a little further, looking down at me. I ran the. Her breath was hot.Again, or lips met. She dropped the spray wand, as we stood and kissed. The water spray caught both of us by surprise. We danced out of the way as it flipped around on the concrete pad next to us.I pushed Ashlie up against the bricks of the car wash, out of the way of the errant spray wand.“You’re crazy,” Ashlie said, as I ran my hand up under her dress. “There’s to much light here.”I didn’t care. I had managed a second erection, something that rarely ever happens with me. I. My girlfriend is afraid of cab drivers. She thinks they’re all yucky, and I need a ride. If I give you a hundred dollars, American, would you take us to the back gate at the airport really quickly?”It worked like a charm. He pulled his van down to the café, and as the girls were hugging the waitress and Jackie was thanking her for helping Melinda, he was calling in to his dispatcher telling them he needed to make a quick run to the airport, and he’d be back on his route in a bit. Melinda ran. To bemore precise, I do not want you to cut your hair or trim your nails.This evening you will send me a photo of your head, both hands and yourfeet.Have a lovely day.Mistress Thornbury--------------------------------------------------Malcolm found it hard to contain his annoyance, his anger at how thiswoman thought she could control his life. His determination to end thissituation peaked. If he let this continue then he knew it would not stopat hair and nails. Just his hair and nails would.