More moans of delight, more trembling in anticipation. He reached down and tugged at where her shirt was tucked into her pants, slowly pulling the ma...erial out of the way. First he circled her belly button, teasing it until she giggled. Then he worked his way up her abdomen, caressing each rib until he found the bottom of her bra. Pulling her up to him he lifted her off of the bed long enough to unfasten the straps in the back and pull the bra free. Lifting both shirt and bra he exposed. "Amanda half-listened to the lecture on horse society as she chafed in her light clothing. A simple dress and sandals were all that Amanda had added to her slave collar, the collar once worn by Hank's wife Kelly, but after being naked for the better part of a week, Amanda found clothing uncomfortable. There was also some anxiety over the uninhibited affection demonstrated for Hank Dalton by two ponies and two dogs."Children," Hank actually addressed the dogs and ponies as children! "This is. "You taking that stuff?" She looked just over his head, aware of his shadowed genitals.He nodded again, holding out his broken hand. "Hurts like the very devil." Shall I bring him up?" Thank you," he said with a shudder, pulling the sheet between his legs as Anne hurried away."Clark, miss, John Clark." The big man waiting in the kitchen removed his battered hat. "How is he?" Not too well. They beat him badly." The man was bulky but surely not fat. "He mentioned you I think, accidentally, to me. I’m due another visit soon.” They looked at other pictures.“Your wife and your daughter are both lovely, Tom! Your daughter is so like her mother.”“Yes, I know—and oddly that was one of the reasons that I moved back to England: it’s not just the way they look alike, it’s the sound of her voice and the way she moves and acts; it was quite painful, and no matter how much I love Felice, she’s just a reminder of what I lost. But let’s not dwell on that; do you have photographs of your children,.