“She is a few hours away from home. She‘s done college for the year.”, she responded. “Your more than welcome to take your shirt off if you li...e.”, she said. “I don’t know, I feel sort of weird about it.”, I said. “Well if it makes you feel comfortable, I’ll get naked for you, ha ha.”, she laughed. She had turned around, her ass facing me, and began to slowly strip down her bikini bottoms. Her face had a little sexy grin as she was doing so. “Why don’t you try it? It feels so nice against. “Where are we going?” I ask. I've played it safe with a pair of black skinny jeans, a blue lace top and a leather jacket, wearing wedges on my feet. Hopefully it's suitable for whatever he has planned. Underneath I have a matching lilac bra and thong set, prepared for later on in the night. He takes a bag from the back seat and places it on my lap. I hear glass bottles clinking together inside it. “To the cinema,” he's clearly very proud of himself. “But don't worry, there won't be any awkward. "I nodded, understanding now so much of what happened. "That's why she came on so strongly isn't? To experience being dominant?" That's exactly it. I couldn't allow her to respond to me that way. Doing so would have compromised my authority over her. No, if we were going to have even a chance together, she needed to assert herself, but only under my direction."We searched around, looking for a man who appealed to her, and who we felt would stand up to her without becoming violent. By all. I calmly told her that I had promised to get them for him since he did not feel safe after she attacked him.Carrie started to run at me and was very threatening. I caught her and spun her around. She was fighting me hard, like a feral cat caught in a net. She kicked, scratched, and even tried to bite me. I got her in a pretty good grip. She tried to wiggle loose and her robe slipped off. I still had her in a tight grip and was afraid of letting go. She was too wild to let loose at that moment..