He thrusts his thick grubby hand into her groin, once again he laughs out loud and says” there’s some fight left in this bitch yet, don’t waste ...our energy clamping your thighs together slut, it’s fucking happening…besides what are you trying to hide in there?” He steps away leaving her to fight for balance & breath.He picks up a horse crop that’s resting in front of me on the table & swishes it aggressively through the air in front of her. Then with a loud crack he leaves a solid red stripe. As I suspected I found a purple silk bra with a black lace trim aroundthe cups and matching panties on the bed, as well as a purple slip andmatching thigh length dressing gown. I slid those delicate panties up mylegs and put my arms through my bra straps and with some difficulty Ifastened my first bra behind my back. Then I put my arms through thespaghetti straps of my slip and marvelled at the way it slid down my bodybefore slipping on my dressing gown taking care to tie it the oppositeway. ‘Come in.’ Bobby walked into the house and stood in the kitchen, waiting for Mrs. Fargo to come downstairs. Amber considered dressing, but decided her robe would be adequate. ‘After all,’ she thought, giggling softly, ‘I’ll probably be taking it off before long.’ She walked into the kitchen where Bobby stood, shifting his weight nervously from one foot to the other. ‘You came over a lot earlier than I expected, Bobby,’ Amber said, moving closer to him. ‘Uh…well…’ Bobby felt his face getting. We flew out to Los Angeles and met with all sorts of people in the industry. I sat in a hotel or maybe in a spare room at the studio as Jesse chased her dream. She was busy all the time. If she wasn’t recording she was rehearsing or she was writing or she was meeting with someone that could help her career. It was all on the up and up, obviously, but basically it meant there was no time for me at all, except in passing and as a warm body to sleep next to. I told her how I felt and she said.