Felling myself falling to the floor I heard him begin to unbuckle his belt. Everything went black. What had I done to awaken to being kicked and beate... with a leather belt? How long had I been unconscious? I rolled in a ball to protect myself from the painful blows he was administering. Since there was no chance of my almost limp body escaping, I knew it was critical to protect my vital organs. My physical strength was nothing compared to his. I knew from treating patients before that in a. She said I can call her any time I need to if I get any harmful feelings about myself. I feel the need to unburden myself," David smiled wickedly.Michele slapped the cell-phone from her son's hand."Ok you little shit! It's tit for tat then! You can give me a back rub but I won't be naked; I'll take off my blouse and skirt but I'll have a towel over me," she said resignedly."And your knickers," David whispered."No David," Michele insisted.David picked up his cell-phone and began to play with the. She stayed in my arms, long after the lights were on. Kissing her gently, my hands resting lightly on her hips, others invaded our moment as the suits all wished us goodnight.Finding a taxi was easy, and although she was no drinker, more gin had been consumed than was safe. I sat in the back of the cab, my hand holding hers; that soft hand in mine meant so much to me as the car took us home.The driver was paid and we walked the last few hundred metres; it was nice to feel the cool air and the. A male friend will look at her tits and enjoy the view. No big deal. But she’s embarrassed if that friend sees her in her bra and he’s excited if he does. A woman will wear a bikini bottom that barely covers her pubic hair (or less if she shaves it off) and enjoy being looked at, but is humiliated if her far less revealing panties are seen. That was the way with Katie and Matt. Seeing Janine strip in front of them carried more immediate impact than seeing her naked before or later. It did,.