He smirked devilishly at her, his lips a few shades pinker from her lipstick, and grabbed her hand. “Lean over that chair.” He commanded, nodding...his head towards her vanity table. Before she had a chance to think about it, Elisabeth found herself complying. She heard him clear his throat, and then felt his palm smooth over her backside. “Arch that lovely back of yours.” “Like this?” Mike felt a pang of pleasure as he watched her intently, eagerly fulfilling every one of his instructions.. Classical. You know, the same shit...sorry...same stuff you listen to, I'm sure." Come on, I'm serious. I want to turn some music on, so help me out."I exhaled hard, thinking how I should answer that. Early nineties grunge was pretty much my go-to sound, but not for THIS setting. "Bruno Mars," I finally decided.CJ held up a little remote and asked me to say it again. I laughed out loud and played along, "Bruno Mars." Suddenly one of his songs began playing softly and without the echo I had. "Marybeth lay still, as she watched the big man pick through the pocketsof the coat and find a silver gold ring with red stones. "Why don't youtry it on? I am sure it's big enough for you," said Zack, his face waslit up by a strange gleam. Marybeth watched with unmitigated glee as Beautook the ring, the one that matched its mate on her ring finger. Beauplaced the ring on his finger; it was the work of a moment and a secondof eternity till time moved again.From Cynthia's cowering point of view,. My head is swimming, and I don’t know what to do. He brings me back to earth by telling me to either put them on or give them back, he doesn’t give a shit, but he now knows all about me and what I like. I suddenly clock the massive erection trying to burst out of his trousers, and it’s obvious I’ve done so. I decide that I’ve come this far, so I go into the corner of the room, set my bag on a table and try and compose myself. I kick my shoes off and drop my trousers, and begin trying to cover.