‘Your website is good to go Samantha’ said Steve.‘’So what next?’ asked Sam.‘Just need to know what pictures you want on it’ he replied....��You need to make up your mind what you want to do with my site Kaz’ said Sam.‘I have’ i smiled.‘And?’ replied Sam.‘You’ll have a members section, put me in there, Sam’s friends or suchlike, I’m an added bonus of joining up’ I replied.‘You should have some of the profits’ smiled Sam.‘I don’t want anything, but if you start making money then a treat every so. Is that okay?” he asked rhetorically.“Uh huh,” I nodded. “I guess so. Shit, I don’t care where you fuck me, you just need to fuck me.”At that moment, he could have gotten me to agree to anything in order for me to get him to make me cum.As we entered my bedroom, I stood patiently as he lowered his pants and briefs together, allowing his erection to spring free. Almost involuntarily, I reached down, under my pleated skirt and touched myself as Stephen stripped. I could feel my chest heaving in. He was walking back to his own stall. And dangling casually from his right forefinger were her panties.Mortified, she lunged for them… but the wall prevented her from getting close enough.“Give them back!” she hissed.Now back in his stall, he turned to face her, his expression a mockery of innocence. “Give what back?”Lin, shaking with anger now, pointed a finger at the panties dangling from his extended forefinger. “Those!”His expression didn’t change. “Those what?”Lin thought about. Not to mention her obscene delight in his canine hero's unnatural licking of her naked loins. She was sincerely remorseful about everything and knew that it would take some time before she could overcome her guilt sufficiently to feel right about making any genuine sexual overtures toward Bill. She had resolved most of her anxiety, it was true, but she was also aware of the fine line between her stoic acceptance of what she had done and the strong self-doubt that had made her life a nightmare.