The reality of it scared her, and yet, she’d asked for that specifically during her meeting with Ms. Singh. Shaking, she did her best to relax, not ...asy to do positioned as she was, a monster cock gliding in and out of her stretched open mouth. She tensed, imagining him removing his belt, folding it in two, wondering if he’d dare use the buckle on her. She wasn’t sure if she could take that. There was a quick whistle as the leather strap displaced the air and then an explosion of pain.. ‘Now, how about the young man there? Luke?’ ‘What about him?’ Emma kept her expression neutral. She liked Luke, as much as she let herself like anyone. He’d always been nice to her, and she tried to loosen up a little when he and Sol were there. Old habits died hard, though. ‘He’s been looking at you.’ Millie cocked her head as Emma flushed. ‘What? You’re a pretty girl, Emma.’ ‘Thanks.’ Emma poured hot coffee into the thermal carafe and twisted on the lid. ‘It’s just…never mind.’ She shook her. Some of them went even farther than that. Steve Augsberg had a special ear for languages, had learned some Vietnamese while on the American Embassy security staff in '74. On his own, he'd decided that the expedition would be better off if it wasn't totally dependent on local interpreters, so he'd worked to keep up on and improve his knowledge of the language. He had the help of a Vietnamese refugee who had taken a crowded, leaky fishing boat to freedom back in '78 and through an improbable. Lisa had been talking to him the whole time. Jace enjoyed their conversation, but did everything he could not to look directly at her. Twice she bent over, and he had to squat down to hide the partial erection he got, all while trying to look up her shorts as well.All the repairs were completed, and he started to leave. Lisa stopped him as he was walking through the house. “Jace, stay and have a drink, it is the least I can do.”“I really should get back home. I am sure you have big plans.