My little girl would NEVER let someone use her like that. You take it back.”I grabbed his wrists and the fight left him. I looked deep into his eyes...and quietly told him. “She wanted it Doug. As God is my witness, she wanted it.”I could tell as he looked away, that even though he didn’t want to, he believed me.“Oh, shit, fuck. Martha is going to kill me.” Doug exclaimed and started his circle the wagons routine again.Doug was useless to me. I snatched the blanket off of the table and wrapped. You have to do some thinking, too. You have to decide if you can accept me as I am, with my habits, with my job. And I have to make up my mind if I can ever kiss you again."She flinched under that last remark, but then she nodded. "If that is what it takes, I'm willing." Okay, let's say lunch together on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I pick you up on Tuesdays, you pick me up on Thursdays." Pick you up?" Yeah, at the office. Sort of a public commitment thing."She did not like that one I could see. In. The cotton skirt swishing around my hips, one strap of my cami sliding slowly down my shoulder. Tears fall as my weight is supported by my wrists alone. Whimpering, pleading to be released. You look great like that Skye. How does it feel to be helpless? I must apologize in advance, I am not done hearing your pathetic whimpers yet… Standing behind her I break the straps on her cami top before ripping the rest to shreds. Eager to see her breasts drop from the soft fabric. hmmph, no bra? Why am I. Put me down for a case.Harry gave a surprised grunt. "That was short work. She must have sent the slug in last night after getting back."Deb nodded, though she seemed preoccupied. "The mention of the college students. She must have talked to Lenore's friends." The Gunny brought them over. Why do you mention them?" Harry was perplexed, to him it was plain Lenore had asked the Gunny to bring them by prior to her departure, or possibly it was inverted – that the Gunny had asked Lenore's friends to.