"Adriana starts her sessions with the speech therapist tomorrow in New York. I told her that I would go with her so she could still communicate. We th...ught we'd also use the time for her to teach me more about the company. Is that alright with you?"I thought for a moment, but I knew that her therapy was important and I couldn't see that I would need them. I just hated not having them near me."Grace will still be with you," Vickie added. "And we'll only be a thought away." Then I should be fine.. Even though I could tell she was pulling her punches, they soon started to hurt. In spite of all my reading, in my ignorance of real boxing, I’d imagined that with all the padding, those gloves would feel quite soft. Like getting hit with a little pillow. But now, when she landed a right into my chest, it made me glad I was tied up. She’d hit me, I’d recoil back a bit, and the steel chain connected to the bar above my head would make a harsh grating sound. If I hadn’t been tied to that bar, I. I smile at her while saying, “Come sit with me to have something to eat with us while you tell me what that was all about.” She’s hesitant, but nods yes. She’s not so sure when I lead us all upstairs.Gulping, she says, “Excuse me, Lord, but I’m here with two friends.”I smile, “Wave them over so they can eat with us too. If we need more, I’ll buy more.” Grinning, she waves at two other young girls who look very underfed. We move to a group of tables in the upper centre section, near the front.. Half through the door she turned me round and pulled my face down to meet hers where she placed a kiss sweeter than any before. This time I reciprocated, pulling her up into my arms, and wrapped her round me. Still wrapped in her, I opened the door to my room, continued kissing her and then felt a warm hand caressing my breast from under my shirt and bra. My hand made its way to between her legs. As I closed the door I heard a yell and a door slamming as Steve ran excitedly upstairs yelling, .