”He chuckled darkly, letting me stammer and stagger, and caught me easily in his trap. The rope snagged tight around my shoulders. I struggled—and...not entirely for the fun of it. A little part of me really tried to get free. But hand-over-hand, he dragged me back to him. That feeling swelling up inside—it was stronger, stormier than I expected. A swirling, molten mix of genuine panic, pain, and utterly blistering lust.I sneered at him, suppressing a wild and wanton smirk as he pulled me closer,. "Haven't you been in here this week?"The customer's grin grew bigger as Buddy shook his head. "You've come to the right place, then, fella. There's a gorgeous blonde doll that works in here and they're running a little contest until Friday. If you get a gold swizzle stick in your drink you get twenty minutes in the back room with the blonde. Contest has to end Friday night though. That's when her husband gets back to town."Buddy's mouth dropped open. He was supposed to be back on Friday and. I've returned to work ... not as a stew, but doing odd jobs where needed. But I'm really concerned about my back. I don't know if I can fly again. It really hurts, and well ... I don't know, but aren't back injuries serious?" Some are very serious, Katy, but why don't we have a look, eh?"Katy groaned as she removed her blouse, and took off her bra although it wasn't necessary for Dr. Fissurelli to check out her back.She saw immediately the effect that baring her breasts had on him, and thought. Brittany noticed a change in her Mother over the next few days. Instead of lounging around the house in a tea shirt and jeans as she usually did, she wore low cut halter-tops and short skirts which gave an eyeful of stockinged legs and bare thighs. Brittany wondered who on earth she was trying to impress, she was being so provocative, but to what end? The youngster couldn't work it out, although she wasn't complaining, she'd never seen her Mother looking as sexy as this before. On one occasion.