The next week passed slowly. Terry stopped by once, to dose Donald and throw a quick fuck into me, in the kitchen. He spoke with Stace in private. She...told me after he left, and after I hid my cellphone in my husband’s sock drawer.“He gave me fifty dollars to buy a little girl dress.” Stace’s hand trembled. “He said there’s a woman who will pay three hundred dollars to strip it off of me.”The woman wanted, specifically, a Sunday dress, the kind a ten year old might wear. Stace was much taller. I let him pull it over my head before I answered. ‘What do you mean?’ I felt so vulnerable and quite aroused standing there naked. He brushed the side of my breast with his fingers. The color contrast between his black fingers and my pale breast was surprisingly erotic. ‘Do you like to be in control or out of control?’ he elaborated as his fingers lightly caressed the sides of my breasts. ‘I don’t want to be in control tonight,’ I answered honestly, enjoying his gentle touch. ‘How out of. "I'm cold, I'm gonna get a blanket, anyone want anything while I'm up?" Becky said as she headed to the hallway. "No, we're OK, thanks though!" Carl called after her. She returned a few minutes later with a blanket and 2 small boxes, one was purple and the other red. I recognized them instantly and a small groan escaped my throat."Don't give me that, you said you would tell me later and it later, so I'd like to hear how you got these." She presented me with the boxes and sat back down. "Try it now," he said, confidently, as I slid behind the wheel andturned the key. Thankfully, the engine started, humming along as usual.I jumped out of the car to thank him, as he closed the hood."Just a loose battery terminal, you might want to get it looked at," hesaid smiling. I asked him if I could give him some money, he shook hishead and grabbed me, pulling me close."I won't take your money," he said, grinning, "but there IS something Iwant!"Spinning me around, and pushing me down over.