Since she had little recourse but to go with what shethought to be a logical assumption on her part, Mikegathered up the haphazardly discarded garment..., and havingsorted them out on the bed, selected the silver satin thongas the first article of clothing to be donned. Next camethe matching bra. Pantyhose followed, and then, the dressitself. Next, using her toes to upright, and then positionthem, Mike deftly inserted first one of those dainty feetof hers, followed soon after by the other, into. See how perky her tits are.” His breath tickled my neck. I told myself repeatedly that I shouldn’t be watching this, but I could feel his appreciation for her beauty almost physically. She was pretty, a Nubian princess, with her sleek, black hair cascading all the way down her back and her graceful movements. “Yes,” John growled, “I can see what she finds in her. But now watch!” She undressed! The Great Mother shed her tunic right in front of a sister. Throwing the garment carelessly to the. What was she thinking? They would never hurt her and she knew that, but for a second all she could see were the faces of her father's friends as they stood above her pain-filled body laughing as they hurt her.Their hate filled faces stormed into her mind as she fought the memories of those torture-filled years. She could still smell the stale liquor and cigar smoke on their breath as they left slimy wet kisses on her young untouched body. The feeling of hard, rough hands pulling and bruising. The truck was warm. They drove home with the windows down, letting the fresh spring air wash over them. Bill laid his arm along the seatback, driving casually. Resting her hand on his thigh, Faith nestled against his shoulder, as her mind wandered back to her earlier visit with Bob Engles. She had planned on telling Bob the land wasn’t really for sale, to ease his mind. But when she stood outside the Town Supervisor’s office, about to knock, she heard him say, ‘That bitch cannot sell the land.