You sass me and I’ll tan your hide in front of everyone. You’re going to dress, act, and comport yourself as a proper young lady, if I have to bea... you into it. You understand me, girl? This ain’t up for discussion.”It was just her, me, and the milliner in the shop. I wouldn’t embarrass her in public, but she didn’t know that. Tears were starting to fall. “Now, look me in the eye, and say ‘Thank you Zeke Walters. I appreciate your gift.’ And it is a gift, you don’t owe me diddly for the things. Es ist dunkel in der Tiefgarage unter dem Apartmenthaus, in dem ich wohne. Gerade einmal die Notbeleuchtung funktioniert. Schritte kommen auf mich zu, schwere Schritte. Schritt von mehreren Männern. „Du hast dir aber heute lange Zeit gelassen“, sagt der Rädelsführer. Sein ukrainischer Akzent ist nicht zu überhören. Dimitri! Ich kralle meine Handtasche fester, presse die Lippen zusammen. Vier Männer oder genauer gesagt, drei jugendliche Schnösel und Dimitri stehen um mich herum, keilen mich. Amaya almost relaxed when she thought about Wesley calling her for the past hour, but then realized that she didn’t hear his voice this time. For all she knew, Chris could have had someone else call her and leave that message.She thought about what Chris said earlier about being on stage. He had said that he liked being in control and that he liked controlling other’s moods. Amaya felt a familiar heat build between her thighs as she thought about it. It made so much sense! Maybe he had decided. We were both massively turned on!I got her to sit in front of me, her on the table with feet either side of me sitting on the bench. I parted her legs, with some difficulty because she was shy of being seen by the others. I was able to run my hands up and down the inside of her legs, and this lossened her up a bit.I then was able to touch her panties. I thought at first touch they were wet, but couldn't be sure, but after being able to properly get a finger on them I could tell that they.