.?" "Wait!" Kim gave in to panic. "Okay! I'll do whatever you want. Don't ruin my career, please!" Clare put the phone back in its cradle, just as it ...ccurred to Kim that there may not have been anyone on the line at all. It didn't matter, she knew Clare would go through with her threat. "So, what DO you want me to do?" One hand on her hip, the other fiddled nervously with her hair. "It's not what I want you to do you should be worried about, it's what I'm going to do to you." Clare smirked.. I felt good; maybe Sam was still okay with me. We met the following Saturday and started our ascent. At the pub we stopped as we did before, but this time I bought him a couple of pints to soften him up. As we left I asked whether we should have a pee before starting. Sam smiled as said he would have one at High Rocks if he need to. The half hour walk to the crag was torture, I wanted a pee, but I didn’t want to miss out a chance of the repeat performance. It was made worse by the furtive. It was so light, almost tickling. He repeated the action on the other side. I then felt Him move across my collarbones and down my chest. It only stopped when He placed a kiss at my collar. He began murmuring to me how lovely I was and how proud He was to be my Master. He continued his torturous journey across my breasts, never speeding up or providing more pressure. My need for Him was growing, but I pushed it back. He was my focus; I would not err in my service of Him. After more than a few. She had apparently set her sights on James Parr, who was a few years older than Sandra and lived in Victoria Road, just a couple of streets away. She joked that most of the locals, local women to be more precise, had watched in amusement as the young girl had pursued and captured her man.Feeling more than a little trepidation, I asked. "So do you think that Anita's pursuing me then?"More laughter originated from Mum before she answered. "Don't look so petrified. It is way too soon to tell but.