It fit so well he wondered if she'd had it made especially for her. Her hair was swept up on one side, exposing her long neck around which she wore a ...lane steel ring -- her collar, or one of them. It looked like a piece of jewelry, but it wasn't. Ken knew that she was wearing some type of bra, more to conceal her nipple piercings than for the support. He rather doubted if she got excited they'd stay hidden for long. Her legs were bare all the way down to the elegant, four inch heels that she. "She is yours," said Sirinna as she backed up towards the door. "Treat her well."Neither of them looked in Sirinna's direction as she silently slipped out of the room.Jollis moved to speak, but at the last moment held his tongue. Instead, he placed a hand lightly against Amanda's cheek and simply gazed at her.And now she makes me hesitate, Jollis thought, partially in bemusement, but partially with concern as well. In what other ways have I been allowing her to affect me?Amanda was very. He was busy working, causing a swim to glance up at his face. The blue eyes could go ahead with the ocean. Lovely. I stared at them captivated, not realizing that the dick in my pants was pulsating again. I wanted to touch, caress a little, but I couldn't. Fucking jeans. The curse of the standing clubs. It hurt like hell.I wasn't sure, but I suspected this was what made me ask a stupid question:- Can I take my pants off?My tutor looked at me surprised. I think he took me for an idiot.-. I had a grilled T-Bone, four fried eggs, hash browns, biscuits, and coffee. ‘I forgot how much he can eat,’ Aunt Linda said to Aunt Dorothy as I finished up the last of my feast. An hour or so later, I went out back to start the yard work. I wore standard yard work attire: old shorts, an old T-shirt, and tennis shoes. By two, I was mowing the front lawn. Amanda Parker watched me from her kitchen window. I pretended I didn’t see her. Soon, she came outside and pretended to examine her flowers..