She steps from her sandals. Her slacks and panties join her top on the ground at her feet. 'What the hell am I doing? Why do I feel... Why am I so......' Her mind swims as she steps out, walking slowly forward into the firelight.When she reaches the edge of the blanket, the kneeling woman rises and comes forward till they are face to face, inches apart."I knew you would come," she murmurs, staring into the woman's wide eyes.Her hands come up and hold the woman's head, fingers sliding over her. "Did Henry do anything to you?" Jeffrey asked suddenly, taking a fewsteps over to her.Noel crossed her arms. "No, he never touched me. I only saw him theonce. I think I overheard someone say that he was looking over myhardsuits," she answered.Even though Noel couldn't see Jeffrey's face under the mask of hiscowl, she could see the relief roll over him."That's the best news I've ever heard about him in a long time,"Jeffrey said finally.They stood there in silence for several minutes with only. A moment later and I had extricated them from her legs and feet, and looked at her laying before me. I commanded, “Take off your skirt!” and she complied willingly. Now naked from the waist down, I grasped her blouse and lifted it upward to expose her bra. Rather than remove the blouse, I tucked it behind her head, locking her arms and covering her face. I shoved her sodden panties into her mouth as a gag and I tore her bra from her chest and flung it aside. Ruth’s bare tits bounced before me. He drops me down and his face pulls away from mine, his eyes travelling all over my body, taking in the way my skirt is scrunched up around my thighs, the way my hair is tangled and messy. The muscles in his jaw flex again and I can no longer tell if it’s anger or lust that I’m seeing. He gets onto the bed, laying himself on top of me as he grabs both my wrists and pins them above my head. ‘You’re going to be quiet. I don’t want to hear a fucking sound out of you right now.’ I blink and nod.