He flinched. It still looked raw, after more than four months. If the scar on her skin was still that vivid, he wondered what the scars on her mind we...e like. ‘Does it hurt?’ He asked, still holding her hand. She had stopped pulling but was looking down at the printed bedsheet. ‘Sometimes. Doesn’t matter, though.’ She looked up, her eyes sadder now. ‘I did it, remember?’ Brandon sighed again, his grip slackening, allowing Isabel to pull her hand away. She didn’t wear the glove again. Instead,. Where was I supposed to go, especially since I knew what was planned for today?”David stepped in then and asked, “Chris are you quite sure you want to go through with this? I really don’t want to do anything which would cause trouble between you two. I can just go away now and never come back if that’s what you want. Just say the word.”“Yes, I want to watch,” said Chris, “but I always dreamed it would be hugely hung black bulls who would give Gillian her first outing, Sir. She is the one who. “I’m in control” she whispered over and over again. Although, she didn’t have to whisper. The kitchen was quiet. No sounds or smells as there usually was and her head spun toward the clock on the wall. Had she woke really early or really late? She hadn’t heard a call for breakfast! She suddenly felt all alone and she stepped out onto the porch. Her feelings of control disappeared completely as her eyes were drawn to the empty space where the car should be. She spun again for another look. Then she jumped on the bed again, but was looking on the other side. In that position, she was in a vulnerable "doggy" position and i nearly blew my load. I could see more of her body with the top off and with the thong on, it was a 1in. piece of fabric which seperated my eyes from the prize. She flipped over and removed her thong, throwing it to the floor. OH MY GAWD! She had a full bush down low! I guess no one ever told her of hygiene, she had black pubes in every direction, but it didn't.