Such was her rush to enter Lady Chatterley, Constance, had not noticed either Mellors or Bertha, not until that is she drew alongside them.Riven with ...ustful thoughts of Mellors and having not had any form of sexual pleasure since her husbands injury in the war, other then playing with herself, Constance stood there taking in every nuance of the sight before her. The view of Bertha tied over a box, legs forced apart. The sight of Mellor, erect and buried deep in his wifes fanny, the way. He tells me to stand up & not go anywhere or cause any problemsor he would call the police. Dress the way I am, I am neither going anywherenor going to cause any problems and he knows that, but I am sure that heis just insuring that I know WHO is in CHARGE!! He wants to know what I amdoing and how did I get this way? I kind of roll my eyes and shrug my shoulders.He closes the door and walks over to looks and me me square in the face andsays, SLAVE why are you still standing!! Assume the. I slowly take off my shirt and pants so you can get an eye full of my almost naked body. You try to take the rest of my clothes off but I stop you and say that you’ll get to see the rest soon enough. Soon you’re in a tux and I am in a little black dress that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. While you’re driving us to the restaurant, I ask you if you can concentrate on the road. You give a funny look and say that you can and question why I asked. I smile then unzip your pants and pull out. I'm a good poker player with a run of bad luck. Does anybody want to buy a bra?"I don't know if Stan was shocked or not. That was pretty brazen of me around strangers. I'm not as wild in real life as I talk, now, not like I used to be. He raised his eyebrows. I knew his unspoken question: "Do you really have that good a hand?"He knew by my smile and raised eyebrows that the answer was "yes." OK, I'll play along," Stan said. "I'll give you twenty bucks for the bra. But you are going to have to.