..” I press a button to light the electric fire, and turn to rush to the bathroom for a towel, but Bells hand on my sleeve keeps me by her side“Pl...ase... Just sit with me...” She looks up from where she is sitting on the floor and I nod silently, slipping my jacket off my back, then wrap it around her shoulders before I join her on the floor and allow her to talk “I tried to follow you when you ran out... I wanted to talk, but Dominic followed us out...” I turn to look into her eyes, but her. I poured us both a big glass of juice and took it into the lounge and handed her a glass, “Thank you and oh, I’m sorry I don’t even know your name” she said as she took a sip of the juice, “Mmm this is nice” she continued, “I am Frank” I replied, “So could you tell me what this is all about?” I asked as I really had no idea, she took another sip of her drink and I could see her glancing over as I sat in my chair and I wasn’t in the slightest bit worried if my balls were on display or not but. I did, but very slowly and gingerly as mybottom was throbbing and sore beyond belief."Don't ever say 'no' to me again," Lisa snapped. "Do you understand?"All I could do was nod my head meekly as I stood before her like anerrant child brought to book. I couldn't even bring myself to look ather, I felt so thoroughly humiliated."As we understand each other," Lisa said. "You had better get that sweetarse of yours into the kitchen and get cracking."The only thing I could do was turn around and. Micki was divorced and about Ollie’s husband’s age. Not ugly but not overly attractive either, she didn’t get asked out like she’d hoped.Well into their second large glass of wine, Micki was complaining about her neglected pussy. She facetiously suggested maybe she could borrow Ollie’s husband once in a while. The answer that he wasn’t good enough to loan out surprised the hell out of her.“You’re shitting me! A pretty girl like you isn’t getting nailed enough?” Micki slurred a bit.“Oh, I didn’t.