So when he saw Jo at the mall, it wasn't the shock that prevented himfrom coming forwards and apologising, so much as it was the continuingfear and sh...me. It was also these two that saw him turning his back andwalking as fast as his legs could carry him out of the mall and back tohis home. Only once back in his room did he calm down enough to realise,and curse, his own cowardice.Jo had come to the mall in a poorly thought-out attempt to relax, sinceshe'd had disturbed nights and stressful days. “Come on,” Sarah said, unbuttoning her wet blouse and heading toward bathroom. “Let’s get out of these, and put them in the dryer.” I followed her, hesitating only a moment before pulling off my wet Nirvana t-shirt. She threw her blouse in the dryer, turning to grab my shirt. “Jeans too,” she said, turning her back to me. “Will you unzip me?” I unzipped her skirt and she slid it off and threw it in. I unbuttoned my jeans and eased them down my hips. They were wet and came off hard. I toed off. And they arranged place and time to meet on the Friday, they agreed he would not photograph her, and not to communicate again till then, unless she wanted to pull out, as he was away for a course for both days. Those two days passed slowly for Kay, she had committed her body to a man she really didn’t know, to have it whipped, caned and abused, for his sexual pleasure as much as hers. Oh, she knew she could, just not appear at the café, or just simply vanish from the web, as he like her, didn’t. I was here. I drove around the nearby corner to hide my car a bit and put on my mirrored shades. As I walked to the huge house I was nervous as hell. I was also extremely excited. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Walking up to the front double door my hand was trembling as I pressed the door bell. I waited a couple of minutes but no one came. I pressed the button again. I was just about to give up and had started to turn around when the door opened. It was her. ?Hi Ashley, remember.