That’s what some of the guys on the shoot do. They claim it makes them feel more comfortable, but I reckon they just like showing off their abs.”H... stuttered and struggled to come up with a reply. In the end, he shrugged and pulled his T-shirt over his head. She took off her blouse and threw it on top of her jacket in the corner. She glanced at his naked torso and purred. Unless Jim was very much mistaken, she liked what she saw. He kept himself in good shape—or at least he tried his best. Part of her wanted to know where the fuck he was, but part of her did not care! She could feel moisture coming to her and wetting her panties, then just as she was really getting into this it stopped! Nothing! She thought about going to the rest room and taking it out, she knew if he brought her off she would struggle to control herself and keep herself quiet! The next twenty minutes was spent with her sat on her seat waiting for the next burst of vibrations she had given up on finding him, she. .but, if they come off, they are staying off, do you understand?" I finish, my tone stern. She nods, silently, still keeping her gaze lowered, but her entire body reflects her belief that she's taken some measure of control. "Don't drop the whip", I whisper, as I suddenly grab and handful of her hair, and force march her over to the chair I was occupying recently. She gasps, and some of the tension goes out of her stance, as I bend her over the chair, in a 45 degree angle. She still holds the. ..”“I need to know about my family!” I yelled.The curtain opened, and a doctor stepped in. He put his hands on my shoulders and pressed me back down. I didn’t even realize I had levered myself up. “They’re fine, Mister Buckman!” he told me.That calmed me some. “Where are they? What happened?”“You were in a car wreck in the storm. Your children are fine. They just got some bumps and bruises. You can see them later.”“Marilyn! WHAT HAPPENED TO MARILYN?” I demanded.“Calm down, Mister Buckman. Your.