The seam couldn't reach the seat however and Frank could view a teeny glimpse of pink cloth hugging a faintly soft hill indented into his seat. His ey...s traced the skirt's line as it flowed up her right thigh's intimate crease joining the skin leading into her more personal area.He needed a chance to breathe, a chance to escape this situation. He chanced a peek in the rear view mirror, hoping that Danielle or Amy hadn't noticed what was going on in the front seats. A deep breath of relief. Rafael wouldn’t stop harassing her and it got me mad and I told him to leave her alone. He was pretty lame when he decided to hold a butter knife to my throat and said that “Rebecca” (as he’d say rolling his “r”’s) was his and to back off. So, the sex stopped with us and he got a slap on the hand by the manager for harassing Becky. Whatever, it was fun while it lasted.I also was propositioned by a man somewhere in his 50’s, a travelling businessman who I delivered a tray of food to one. I hadn't liked the feminine domination and hurtful humiliation stuff, although I now understood she was trying to provoke me into saying "Stop!" and reclaiming my role as protector and leader. "Submissive cuck" may have been part of my personality, but it wasn't all of it. The Dom side was still there and much more effective a role for other parts of my real world life. So, we decided that once or twice a year we would have special "Adventures" where we would indulge the "darker" regions of our. Bubbly is married to some guy who works for some computer related company and has two kids. So in the morning I didn’t go to my office and went to Karachi Cantt Railway Station in my car so as to pick her up. She had actually come to stay with her parents and her husband was in the process of looking a separate flat for her as she had some problems living with her mother-in-law. She said that once I reach there, she would come with her sister who will drop her. Well I waited a lot for her over.