He released her face and closed his eyes for a moment, and then rolled away from her as he sat up on the side of the bed with his back to her. She des...rved to know the truth about him before he could touch her… He flinched slightly when he felt her hand on his shoulder. Then he turned to stare at her in mild shock as she spoke. ‘I told you I know everything about you… Jonathan Christopher North, the third… undercover operative for the CIA. I know about all those other women… even the one time. Then id work my way down to your breasts? as he saidthis he moved the clamp back down again.?then we finish up on your clit? he said moving theclamp down more and grasping my clit in it so tightly I had to bite my tongueso as not to make a noise.?That?s better you silly little slut? he spat at me,then fished in his pocket for another little toy.I couldn?t look, I just couldn?t, I was far tofrightened. Maybe he?d pull out a knife and run that down my breasts beforesinking it deep into my chest.. I was out for a drink with a girlfriend, catching up on the latest gossip when a voice whispered in my ear"I can see your knickers."I spun round and saw a moun5ain of a man, he looked like a chubby lumberjack, all man and really butch. I blushed and panic as no one knew I was wearing panties or stockings. It turned out that when I sat down my pink panties were visible over the top of my jeans. I quickly pulled my shirt out of my pants to cover my ass but he had already seen my panties. I wasn't. I want to make sure I get honest answers, not ones that are designed not to hurt her, OK? Trust me; you could say something totally innocent that could affect her in ways you can’t imagine.”“OK.”“OK, Bethany?”“Yes,” she said and went to the waiting room.“Steve, why are you here today?”“Bethany asked me to come. And I want to learn how to help her. A friend of mine warned me about how, uhm, volatile, I guess, this situation could be.”“Your friend is right. Let me guess, an adult.