Slowly Mark helped her up and gently led her to the bedroom where he laid her down and whispered she should relax for a little while, shaking all Ange...a could do was collapse on the bed naked except for her stocking and suspenders. Coming to herself Angela wasn’t sure how long she lay on the bed but heard movement from the living room, Mark entered fully dressed and leaning over her kissed her tenderly on her mouth, ‘I’ve got to go he’ told her ‘but I’ve made sure you won’t be lonely!’ he. M.?" he asked."Yes, unless I'm going out. Which is rare." I'll make you a deal. We can meet here on Messenger at nine P.M. any night you wish, so long as I am able to be here. If I'm not here between five to and five past, then 'I can't make it' and you shouldn't expect me. You may do the same."If she were talking, Elaine would have stuttered. "Thank you, Sir," she typed."You can call me Gary, if you prefer." It doesn't feel right. Not yet," Elaine replied. "I don't know why." Probably because. But the way he looked at me and touched me at every opportunity, I was feeling.Anything could happen. The weird part was that I enjoyed it too.It was one sat evening, while I was feeling much better with my leg. I had decided to join work from Monday.He proposed we celebrate this with dinner. Picked a single piece red dress that finished on my knees. Sleeveless. Showed off the shoulder a little. I didn’t know why I dressed like this but wanted to look good. Had not worn something nice for so. I hefted her to her feet. ‘No hard feelings, sweets, but you just picked the wrong dyke to roll.’ Her breath came easier and she was torn between holding her bruised neck or her wrist. “You’ll feel better soon. You do this often?’ ‘Fuck you.’ ‘I had rather thought, hoped in fact, that that was the general idea. Don’t come back inside, babe, I want some fun. Get lost.’ I saw something in her eyes and suspected she might be about to try turn the tables and shout ‘rape’ so I gripped her arm hard.