He looked her in the eyes and said clearly, “I do not have the keys for this lock, so if you close it you understand there is no removing it until I...get the keys for you?”. Samantha didn’t say a word, she just took hold of the padlock and closed it before she changed her mind. With that he picked up her coat again and handed it to his slave. While she was putting it on the door to the outside world slid open once again.At the end of the lead, she walked into Camden Market, he took her from. I was though. You know why? Amy was leaning against the wall, arms folded across her chest. Not down at her side, expecting action. She was relaxed. No alarm bells were ringing in her head. She knew Cindi better than anyone. All her actions said this was Cindi, and nothing was wrong. I had learned long time ago to trust Amy."Forgive me, Cindi, for the inquisition, but if not you, then who? I felt you on the trace." Becky wanted to believe her, but she had some questions to be answered. She's trying to show John what a good girlfriend she is. How she can take care of him. This is her first dinner party, the first time she's cooking for people. As far as she's concerned, she failed. And she probably feels she's not good enough for him." Heck, he isn't going out with her because of her cooking." What a pig! I can't believe you said that."He shrugged his shoulders and went back to his chicken.Jill's father came back downstairs and took her into the TV room. They were gone for a. .. just as long as you don't touch me with anything else," she reminded. "But you can cream on them if you'd like ... when you're ready."Squirting on her tits was an unexpected bonus. I'd love doing that, watching my spunk splashing against her breasts. She then leaned forward a little, cupping her tits for me in both hands, though leaving the toy deeply embedded inside her as she did, whirring pleasurably away. I sat up in her seat, almost kneeling ... aiming and pointing my cock in her.