Tony was wearing a suit also.He followed them straight to the set. One of the suits went straight for Marsha and the Confederacy colonel who stood nex... to her. The pictures he had seen of these Confederacy Marines did nothing to prepare him for what they looked like in reality. Tony had worked with a few born-again professional wrestlers the previous summer. This colonel would dwarf them.The colonel raised his index finger and shook it back and forth in front of the suit. What happened next. I slipped my hands down to my thing and pulled it down ever so slightly as I continued my exotic dance, as I moved my hips back and forth to the soft beat of a Latin jazz number. “Damn!” Jim exclaimed as he looked at my tits. I slipped my knees on to the couch, straddling Jim’s hips. I lowered myself on to Jim lap, my boobies mere inches from his face. I ran my hands over my nipples and then leaned forward, pressing my tits into his face. I slipped my hands down to my crotch and into the top. This was getting more complicated and I was losing control of where it was going. Already, I felt some kind of connection between us that was nebulous and hard to describe. Disturbing, too, in a way I couldn’t quite put my finger on. We turned in our skates and walked to the car. The sky was darker than it had been earlier and the snow was coming down more heavily. Tony took my keys out of my hand and jumped in the driver’s seat with a possessive grin. I shook my head and smiled, taking the. "Oh no Amelia, I don't think you'll be seeing him again." He hoped the men that had abducted him had done their job properly and sorted him out once and for all. He had certainly paid them enough to do so.Amelia saw the expression on his face and knew he wouldn't tell her any more or what he had done to Hywel, that helped her to make up her mind."I'll be staying here. I don't want to come back to the house. I'm enjoying my life now." But Amelia, think of the life you had, the fine clothes, the.