’ She stood looking lost and needing something else. He asked her to come in to the tent and she ducked under the door curtain, the smell of sandalw...od, and leather assailed her nostrils and it started a vibration in her body that she was unused to. ‘Please Lady be seated, and relax… tis a longish walk to here from the inn, would you like a drink?’ ‘My thanks kind sir, I would.’ He passed her the flagon of ale and she took a tentative sip. He looked at her, she was all of 20 years, maybe. The mirror was still fogged, and she wrote out "I love you Shane" with a heart surrounding it. Corny? Yes. Fitting? Definitely.Walking out of the bathroom, she noticed Shane staggering towards the bathroom. "And a good Friday morning to you, sir!" She mock bowed, and then kissed the tip of his nose."Yeah yeah. Good, great, whatever." Shane passed her, halfway into the bathroom, he turned around and hugged her tight. "Just kidding baby. But, I'll hold off on a good morning kiss, I've got wicked. She was shaking her head and silently pleading with her attacker to stop before he defiled her virgin hole. Jake rimmed Amys asshole with his forefinger. She wasnt squirming, not yet, but he knew she would. He rubbed his cum onto the entry of the hole and his cock grew stiffer. He stopped kissing her tits and looked up at Amys face. Her eyes were shut tight and her head turned to one side. She still couldnt see him very well. She had no idea who he was. He wanted her eyes open, wanted her to. Her people skills and problem solving skills allowed her to grow into a position where she was promoted to CFO within two short years.Completely devoid of emotional comfort, she threw herself into her work and compensated by making the men she worked with feel inferior. Holding their paychecks over their heads she was relentless in making the weak or the stupid know their place in life.Her father had always been a ladies' man, and was seeing his assistant. He had made comments to his workers.