“I like your hair down,” I said.“Oh,” she said. Her hands went and her fingers combed through it. “Thank you.”Again, I waited, just standi...g there. I looked at her bra, which covered most of her cleavage. Her shorts weren’t hip-huggers, and came up so high they covered her belly button. Finally she reached behind her and loosened her bra. She pulled one strap off her shoulder, and her other arm came up to keep the bra in place.“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked.“Of course I am,” she said, her. At least, she assumed it had been Edgar. Her mind wandered back to that previous night. It was his smell. It was his voice she heard. He'd been brutal. Her cheeks reddened. She had never been fucked this hard in her life. But she'd give anything to experience it again. In spite of the pain she still felt on her neck, she longed to be used again like last night. Suddenly she heard a sound coming from across her small hut. It was inside. Someone was inside her hut. She assumed it must be Edgar. ’ Garreth told her, as he put his arm around her and held her to him, doing his best to convince her. Julia’s look never showed a relief, but she decided to let the issue go and not spoil the festivities. She took Garreth and Peadair’s arms and walked with them into the gardens, now decorated with strips of MacLeod tartan and juniper sprigs tied to them. *************************************** Stuart stopped to confer with Argus and Tavish, making sure he didn’t get too far ahead of the. Well, he talked her into it by promising to really fuck up Marco, Annies tiny dicked husband. As Sean explained, he would invite some of his buds, Annie should invite some of her girl friends, and they could all get after the loser. Annie didnt take long to figure this could get interesting, as she had gotten addicted to hurting the whiney fag, she knew a roomful of like minded sadists would really give hubby what he deserved. She giggled at the thought that everyone just naturally wanted to.