For two days I rested, took some aggressive physical therapy, and practiced being sick, weak, and dying, under Kate's watchful eyes. They were fanatic...lly determined that I not make any mistake in my behavior that would give away the game. Everything hinged on Bradford deciding he could kill me himself, or ordering someone on his staff to kill me, which would open the floodgates of an investigation that might get to the people really pulling the strings.Though Kate had medical training, she was. They pulled her away from the treeand undid all the buttons on her uniform shirt and thenunclasped her bra, lifting it clear of her breasts. Allthe time she protested, then someone un-hooked and un-zipped her skirt at the back pulled it down to the sand,her underskirt followed swiftly after.What a nightmare, there she was, standing in her tightsand panties, cuffed to a tree, bare assed, with only ashirt shoved up covering her shoulders and four virileyoung hoodlums surrounding her.They paused. I could feel it in both of us. His cock jerked at the deepest point inside me and my muscles around my abdomen and upper thighs began twitching and quivering.He pulled almost all the way out and I held my breath for the thrust I was expecting and it didn’t come. He stayed right there, in me but just barely. He leaned forward and kissed my lips, but keeping his cock head the only part inside me. He broke the kiss and lowered his face alongside mine, his lips next to my ear and his breath on my. "Then, I turned back to the tech, "Since he won't be dressed as a man for awhile, I wish that he looked more girly when he dresses up. Like now,he's girl from the neck down but guy above. Does this salon do makeup andhair?" "Of course, I can get my friend, Rachel, to do that. By the way, I'mJulie. Why don't you have a seat while I take him back." She led myhusband to the back of the salon. I saw her talking to another woman, whothen led my husband to a chair.When Julie returned, she said,.