.. Are you fucking checking me out?" he said. I sat there in silence. I didnt know how to defend myself. Instead of him picking up the towel he just s...ood up walked closer to me. His big dick was moving closer to me. "You are checking me out... You want my cock?" his voice was calmer then I ever heard. My face had to turn even more of beet red color, but I was finally able to talk..."Donny.... no, I don't want your----"He picked up his big meat and stared jerking it in my face. "Oh my God.... Again, she wore the same high-heeled leather boots, black hooded fleece poncho and just like last week, her lower face was hidden behind that red wool scarf. I left it an hour, which was nearly impossible given my excitement but at 11:10, I wrapped up warm myself, headed outside and collected Jennifer’s keys from under the flower pot. There were three keys on a single key-ring; a single handcuff key, which I clearly recognised from my vast collection of manacles and shackles and two chubb keys,. But she practically raped me." How could anyone believe that Natalie had tried to rape Brittany?!? Natalie was the one with the broken arm, the red-spanked ass, the pants around the ankles. There was no doubt about who was in control of that situation. Laura was too stunned to speak, and Brittany took her silence as agreement. "Look, I'm only going to be President for another two months. Most of the sisters feel that you should succeed me, but your choice of pledges leaves your judgment in. There were several messages on her voice mail. One was from Cassidy wanting her to call when she got the chance, the other call was from Javier, the artist that she saw on and off. Yvette gritted her teeth at his message. He was all sweetness over the machine. He was being a lot nicer to her since she had gotten this job, hoping for the chance to get some of his work displayed there since this was one of the nicest galleries in the city. It wasn’t going to happen and maybe she should let him.