“Is that what you meant when you said that I’d know it when it happened?” “Yes.” “You pulled down my pants. In a store, in front of dozens...of people.” It wasn’t dozens but I didn’t think that this was the moment to argue. “Yes,” I said, "you were bent over in public showing your bare ass to the world. Did it make you feel sexy?” Sam was silent for about a minute. “No. It didn’t make me feel sexy. It shocked and frightened me." She hesitated. I waited, knowing she wanted to say more and was. She was wearing one of his button-down dress shirts. He could tell by the way it hung on her shoulders and tapered to the waist that she only buttoned the lower one or two buttons at the most. The tails of the shirt just barely covered her beautifully tight, heart shaped ass. Her legs - and probably her ass were bare. The sleeves were rolled up twice to create a three-quarter sleeve. Other than that, she was only wearing her black heels, accentuating her sleek, perfect legs. Her hair rested on. . of YOU! This is serious . . . I HAVE to get away! I’m struggling desperately now, trying to get a leg around your neck or shoulder, anything to flip you off me and gain some control. My legs are strong and I know if I can only get one around you I can get you off of me. But your experience pays off here, and you duck and dodge my flailing legs, and my slippery thighs just slide uselessly off your back. What made me think I could defeat you? Why did I even suggest this match? I can feel your. Maybe this will allow you to have a seriously improved life,” he said.“Oh my,” I said. At least I was sitting down, well, I was always sitting down. But if I had been standing; I would have had to take a seat for damn sure. I had a thought?”“I just wish Lana could see me, but not till after the operations obviously.” And I started to laugh—hysterically.“Yes, well she is going to be having her eyes fixed too. But she will be getting hers done before you begin your procedures. It was a matter of.