” “Oh.” I swallowed, feeling giddy. Mick steadied me. There was a metallic ‘click’ behind me and I suddenly found that I no longer had fr...e movement of my arms. “What…?” With practised ease, Mick bundled me through the heavy double doors and guided me by the elbow to the reception desk. Handcuffed and in a cop-shop? I looked to Mick for an explanation and immediately noted the wicked glint in his eye. “You fucking…” “Now, now. Be nice. You don’t want to get into any more trouble than. Anyone could just walk up and see it... or worse. And there would be nothing she could do to stop them. Fear gripped Angie. The room smelled a little of sweat and ... sex? She tried to turn her head to see what was behind her. She could barely turn, and anyway she saw nothing at all. Nor could she hear anything. There were large lights around her, but a dark blackness behind those lights. Someone could be standing there and she would never be able to see them. Her body began to shake in nervous. "You're so cute when you areembarrassed," she explained.One day, we watched the movie Bull Durham together. I've always been abaseball fan. My wife enjoyed the comedy and romance story. We bothwere especially intrigued by the scene at the end, however, where themain character painted his lover's toenails in bed. There was somethingboth romantic and erotic about that scene. So I tried it a few times.It was fun, but I'm not very good."I'm just not very experienced," I told Christina. "Let. She pulled me up andhugged me while she recovered.I held her until she relaxed, then I got up and undressed, showered,shaved, and applied makeup. Returning to the room, I put on a bra andpanties, selected an empire waist floral print dress, stud earrings,wig, and white walking sandals.Patti finally got out of bed, went to shower, applied makeup, came backinto the bedroom for a bra and panties, and a black and floral mid-calfdress, walking sandals, then brushed out her hair.As two o'clock.