The last time I wrote, I commented on the sense of power that I got from exposing myself by the road one evening and letting the drivers, by the light...of their headlights, see my naked body. They couldn’t stop and I was in control. To be honest no-one even seemed to notice. Maybe all my previous worry over ‘what people thought’ was all in my imagination.I had asked my husband to buy me some clothes that he thought I would look sexy in and he got a couple of short pleated dresses and a semi. She was in cracking form, delighted at being out of hospital at last. She was moved into the house in the wheelchair and the ambulance crew demonstrated how to move her from the chair to the bed and vice versa. They left her sitting in the chair looking very pleased with herself.Nick had not seen her for over a week and rejoiced to see how much better her face was looking. Her lips had healed too and she was able to laugh and smile uninhibitedly. He realised that she was a pretty woman and he. His Mouth opened wide, taking both her lips between his and his tongue moved inside her mouth, exploring over her tongue deep till her throat as if it was looking for something. Her tongue also started moving inside his mouth like a serpent as she was in heaven now.Suddenly he moved his lips up and whispered in a Commanding voice “Give me your Spit Baby.” and again covered her lips with his. His tongue was now rolling over her tongue. She collected her own spit from her throat and moved with. I didn’t know what to do. I licked the spit.Boss: good dog. This time I forgave you…Next time if you delay obeying my order, you ‘ll die.I was still shocked what is happening. But one thing was sure, the boss was not letting me go easily in the test. And we were driving towards her home. Not mine.Boss: now press my legs the rest of the journey.I did as she said and we reached her home.She parked the car. And asked me angrily, “Don’t you have manners, who will open the door.”I got down from the.