Was I mistaken, or held out her pussy Annette extra-counter, so that I could see everything so exactly?She wiped her hand the last drops of her pussy ...ips and straightened her clothes restores and we drove on. A few days later we had driven it again in the hotel rooms wild and violent and went after shower together, as Annette asked me with shining eyes if she could pee in the shower sometimes because they have so much pressure. Somewhat taken aback, I was already, but of course I agreed,. A bit late, don'tcha think?What, and miss all the fun? my alter ego retorted. Mope and you mope alone. Now stand tall. I thought I'd taught you better years ago.So I held my head high -- not that the collar gave me any choice -- while inside I was a mess of mush. This was really uncalled for, but I kinda liked it. Step by marching step, I was being dragged out of the pit of despair I'd dug myself.Like attendants at some fancy hotel the team manager and the team captain, a senior freestyler who. He looked at me in disapproval."That wasn't a smart thing you just did. She can make your life hell." I have no idea of where I am at, or why I have been brought here. Myparents must be nearly frantic with worry and I miss them terribly." Ilooked up at him with a hurt expression and projected just enough innocenceto hopefully make him uncertain.The guard's expression changed in a heartbeat. "Sorry, Miss. Place theirnames and address on the terminal in your room and they will be. But ..." CRACK another hit to her ass. "That ones to remind you to be quiet." She held back the sobs and did everything she could to be still.She had to,for there was no place else for her to go. After what seemed like hours,and 5 more smacks with the cane she heard the door open and knew his wife was back. "WHAT IS THAT CUNT DOING HERE?" She almost collapsed hearing that.But a fast whack of the cane made her move back to the proper position. "Honey,do you remember.