“Is anyone using this chair?” she asked, referring to the empty one opposite Harry.“No,” Harry smiled in return, as he put down his book which...he had only looked at perfunctorily during his stay, “Take it, by all means.”“Thank you,” she breathed and she grabbed the chair and spun it around, at the same time waving her heady scent in his direction. “You are too kind.”“One is never too kind,” he smiled, “Kind enough usually suffices.”“Then I will thank you just enough, kind sir!” she. ”“The one who hurt you.”“Yes. He was exciting. So full of ideas. Claimed to look after me, to make us both rich, but the next thing I know, he runs off with my first decent modeling payment to find his next victim.”“What’s the lesson in that?”“What?”“What’s the lesson?”“Not to be used? Be the user?”“Not even close. Has that ever made you happy?”“I’ve had some fun.”“Kind of empty though, isn’t it? There’s a whole other level of fun when it’s shared, deeply shared with someone you love. That’s. The kind any woman wears for the one she likes. She saw, touched and looked at it, but at first, there wasn’t a clear answer.“Gee, each one is amazing! It’s hard to pick just one!”“Let me see… perhaps there is a way to!”Doralee saw her neighbor leave the living room with all the clothing pieces on hand. After a few seconds, there she was, wearing the see-through one, posing and walking around like she was at at catwalk. And Lucille managed to get the attention of her friend.“Oh My! This is. I resisted, never having kissed a man before. A whoosh and crack and a searing pain erupted across the base of my torso with the tip of the whip licking round and catching the tender helmet of my softening prick. “Do as Brian wants officer. He only wants a little kiss”. The driver mocked my discomfort. I turned my head away to try and avoid the slobbering open mouth of Brian and saw the raised arm of the driver flash downwards and then once again the searing pain as the whip bit into the soft.