I rang the cell and there was she standing in white churidar and blue salwar oh god she was looking so sexy. She invited me in the room. She offered m... a cup of coffee this is the first time I came in contact with her skin. It was soft and I saw a naughty smile on her face. Suddenly she stood behind me; she breast was touching my ear. It was hot. I turned back and her breast and my mouth were in an inch different. I stood beside her and she grabs me and started kissing my lips. She was sucking. I tend to use hostile sarcasm as a defense mechanism, though I try to restrain myself.”“Huh.”“Huh...”Both women look to each other, lock eyes, then return to puzzling over something in their own minds.“...What’s up?” I ask them.“Well...” Emily begins.“It’s not the level of… self awareness...?” Xandra looks to Emily.Emily shrugs and nods. “Yeah. That sounds right.”“It’s not the level of self awareness that we usually see from… new arrivals.”“Interesting. Let’s table that for a moment though,” I. *THWACK* as my hand lands across her ass for the last time. "That was to help you remember that", I say with a grin on my face. “George, my butt is sore now” she says standing back up and inspecting her rear in the living room mirror. I look at the mirror to see her bare ass and see the 3 red marks that I have left across both ass cheeks. She turns back to me and puts her butt in my face to show me the marks, as I am looking at her rear, I notice that she is so wet on the inside of her thighs.. "Oh, you have wonderful hands!" Ruth said, as she took out a tube of some kind of minty-scented cream and started massaging Anne's hands. Anne thought it felt heavenly. After a minute, Ruth lifted Anne's hands for a critical inspection. "What happen to your nails on these four fingers?" She held the offending digits up to Anne's face.Anne sighed, "That was from the kidnapping. I tried to grab the door frame of the car and not be forced in. B-b-but I wasn't strong enough!" Tears started dripping.