I look at her steadily. I want her to be quite clear about how I feel. I want her to know how angry I am, at what she has done to me.As I sit to face ...er, I have my first really good look at my abductor. Its just her and me. There are no distractions from the bustle of a street in London or the terror and fatigue of the interrogation they put me through. She is a little shorter than me. Very pale blond hair, pale grey eyes, slightly prominent cheek bones and lips full and lips everted just a. "What's taking you so long in here? Aren'tyou feeling well?" Yes. Aside from a funny feeling in my stomach. I just don't look goodenough."She looked at me. "To me that looks good. Enough second guessing, Mr.Becker is already waiting." She pushed me out.Mr. Becker turned out to be a good natured man. Really refreshing afterthe psychologist. He was short and had a definite beer belly. His hairwas already rather sparse. He wasn't exactly a beauty, but overcame thatwith his friendly. While Fat Rob wasn’t in town, they went to one of his clubs in Miami. Amy and Monica danced with one another mostly, that is until they saw Ronnie.He wasn’t alone. Another hulking black man was with him. Amy immediately grabbed Monica’s hand and led her to Ronnie.“Hey there,” Ronnie said, hugging Amy, squeezing her ass through her short dress. She introduced him to Monica. Ronnie introduced them to Rodney, his brother.Amy glanced at Monica, the two women nodded. “Want to get out of here?”. She had once been fingered in the ass, but that was it. Now she wondered what it would be like to have someone licking her ass... she would be calling Jeremy later on today.Carol quietly pulled out her phone and shot a short video front and back as proof for the competition of her two turns... she knew the other four would find it hard to believe otherwise.Carol had never had double pleasure like this... sure, she had been double penetrated (the first time was by Portia and Jasmine and most.