He saw it too, and picked it up and stared at it. The only blood on me belonged to the other three, though I had managed to rip two buttons off my sh...rt.As I said, I'm not a fighter, and I suddenly began to shake, sitting there in the street. The thrill of victory was whooping somewhere in the back of my mind, but it was mostly obscured by growing fear. Mother and Dad were going to kill me. I'd probably be expelled. Maybe the police would come to the house. Alex was alternately sobbing. I felt as if I was French for we shifted to French at my request as I asked her to help with my speech. She was complimentary, even though she did say I had a pronounced English accent. But I was able to be understood, and as I had been spending my days absorbed in reading the latest French writings, I was able to discuss many of the men of letters of the day. Surprisingly, Marie Louise was as knowledgeable, and perhaps more so, than I. In this way, she reminded me of Elizabeth.After lunch, I. His hands, as he moved his body downward, trailed along her ribs, and flanks, If he had taken the time, he would have seen her skin sprouting goose bumps where he was touching her. She was wriggling from his caresses, and her breath was coming faster and faster. She moaned a few times and whimpered. She had NEVER believed it could be so good, as this was. He reached the flat plain of her stomach, and kissed his way across to dip his tingue into her navel, making her squirm, and cry out. It was. “and it is not the place of the whore to question her owner.” “Please forgive me master.” She whimpered. “You will pay for this failure later.” I said as I moved next to her. I place my hand on the back of her bare leg. Moving my hand up her leg I reached her pantyless ass and spent a few seconds fondling it. I lightly moved my fingers into the crack of her ass and without warning shoved my middle finger up her asshole to the second knuckle. Her only reaction to my invasion was a slight.