He dropped her, wincing slightly as she cried out as she hit the floor. She sat on the floor, not moving, his dressing gown pooled around her. She sta...ed at his black boots. Not knowing if she should move or what. She could easily see him kicking her if she moved. ‘Miranda,’ he said. She slowly looked up at him. ‘Do not disobey me.’ She nodded and lowered her head again. 
Eric turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door. She started to cry. She wanted to go home. She didn’t want to be. Uli was younger than Magda but she seemed older and more experienced: she took the smaller girl under her wing and spent a lot of the afternoon talking quietly to her and listening to her replies. I know girl talk when I see it and I stayed slightly apart from them and tried to focus on the mood they were generating. It seemed to be turning into a sisterly relationship. At the very least they were bonding, and it was Uli who was making the running. I wondered what she was up to.By late. ..even after all these years he still found her so sexy and her bum felt good through the black leggings. he squeezed the cheek as she removed his hands and said lets get sorted first.10 minutes later they had unpacked, the kettle had boiled and they were both relaxing on the bed. he turned and said it would be far more comfortable if they both removed some clothes. she didnt say no she just got up and removed her long knitted top to reveal her mature breasts held in a lilac bra looking like 2. Her father stood in the hallway wearing jogging shorts and, as Fiona looked more closely… trying to keep an erection down. Fiona wore her robe but was naked underneath, and it showed. By the way he was staring at her, her father hadn't missed it either. She smiled and let her father into the bathroom, while she returned to the kitchen and the smell of bacon and eggs. Her mother's t-shirt was outside of her shorts now, something Fiona noticed quickly."I see Daddy's said good morning to you." she.