"I'll be fine, just let me catch my breath," I repeated. He shook his head. "I would, but I can't let a pregnant woman stay out in this heat. Co...e on, let me drive you somewhere in my car," he said. His words may have been kind, but he had the cold, dead eyes of a shark. I once had eyes like that, and eventually learned to hide them. But eventually, I stopped having to. It seems that people can recognize a young killer's eyes, and an old killer's eyes, and everything in between. But. .you owe me an explanation...remember?" I walked over to her patio where she was sitting reading the newspaper. "Sit down and tell me who tampered with me and what happened," she said. She was wearing a loose-fitting short yellow nylon wrap robe, and it was obvious there was no bra under it. Her hair was, as usual, neatly brushed, and other than light red lipstick, she wore no makeup. A pair of high heel mules covered her bare feet, as she sat with her legs crossed. The robe was parted to show. She gasped loudly as she saw the collar laying neatly in the box. She reached in the box with her right hand and lifted the collar gently from the box. She held it in her right hand as the fingers of her left hand softly ran over the laced X’s on the front. She slowly looked up at me and smiled a very sexy smile. “Oh my, God, Dan, I love it,” she softly said as her eyes met mine. “I’m glad you do,” I said with a sigh of relief. I reached down and took the collar from her hand. “Shall we see how. "Here, let me sort that out for you" I said taking the top off the bottle. Vicky resting on her elbows knew what I was about to do and smiling, raised her legs high and wide apart.I inserted the bottle into her hole and pushed it about a third of the way up her. Dino and Ben looked on intently as I squeezed the contents of the bottle into her. I withdrew it and Vicky managed to hold onto the water and stood up. Standing away from the towel she slowly released the water rubbing it over her.