Chapter 3 - Other Belated DiscoveriesThat evening, back at the "fleabag", as Rachel referred to home, Rachel peeled off her miniskirt and approached h...r prized posession -- her full-length mirror. She studied the collar first and was shocked to see that there was an engraving on it, in big letters: BONDAGE WHORE RACHEL ST.CLAIR, PROPERTY OF STOCKHOUSE ENTERPRISES. It wrapped around almost the whole collar. "I walked home with that visible to the world" Rachel thought to herself, shocked.Then. We all loaded the band into the taxi, and the Buick for a return ride to there motel for the last time.We stopped the caravan in front of a family steak restaurant where we all ate and gave the bill to the production company’s road manager. After dinner we dropped the band at their motel where they boarded their bus for the trip home. A couple of the band members hugged Lucy2 and shook my hand. Leroy even looked as though he was going to cry.We drove the taxi and Buick to our motel where we. His breath was hot against my skin hovering above my cunt. My head leaned back as he kissed my panties. How the hell did this happen? And I remembered. He nibbled on the lace just above my clit, quickly reeling me back towards reality. “Kevin… Oh fuck me…” I wriggled as I felt him pull away. I heard him snicker, and only then did I realise my eyes had been closed. Opening them I found his face only about a hands width away from mine. “You said something?” His voice almost seemed serious. I. She was looking perfect and same as the lady in axe advertisement. I welcomed her inn and got into the room to which my aunt in the same transparent maxi came out and they were talking to each other. I signaled aunt about maxi to which she ignored I said okay and sat up on bed.Aunt called me and asked me to get water. I carried the water and served them. She was looking gorgeous hot and while she drank water few droplets were traveling down her neck and to cleavages. I was caught peeping at her.