. . he does think that!”Ric didn’t know how to respond. “Look Yvette, I don’t know what to say about my dad . . . he’s not very . . . . tac...ful towards people” Ric tried to make an excuse for him.He wanted to comfort her somehow. He put his arm around her and pulled her into his shoulder while they sat on the porch swing. She felt his strength, and warmth, and began to sob again. Ric heard her mumble . . . . “the little French whore . . . . . little virgin French whore.”While everyone had. One last turn and she was on the straps. One started at her feet, the other by her head. When we were done, the roll was secured by black leather straps about every foot down her body from ankles to shoulders. We picked her up and carried her out to the van laying her gently in the back. We quietly drove away from the house and to the nearest store parking lot.?OK, time to start!?First, her ankles were hoisted up and clipped to a ring in the roof of the van, not high enough to hang her but. She was wearing a long blue velvet dress, with silver linings at the waist and the lower edge, and it had a low round cut at the top, showing her beautiful skin, so soft it could reflect the early sun rays. My eyes traced down her face to her neck, I couldn't imagine any more beautiful neck to connect this face to this body, and down to her collar bones and bare chest, and then they settled on her bosom, two truly unearth-like breasts with a cleavage to match them, I felt like I could live. She agreed and headed to the bathroom. She loved what she saw as she looked in the mirror. It struck her that before last night, she had never been fucked or sucked another man other than Tony. Now, in less than 24 hours, she had sex with 5 different men. She smiled as she wondered how many more she would fuck before the day was over but knew she would pass Tony’s seven.When she came out, Kevin was back at his desk filling out her paperwork. “Did you bring anything to wear today?”She grabbed.