." Don't you ... like me?" she asked, once again lifting her hand to rest it softly against the side of my face. And like before, I felt the same refr...shed wave of goose bumps tattooing my flesh."It's not that ... but, I'm a stranger to you, and well ... your friends, family, they'll no doubt be out looking for you, and I'm not sure it will be a very good idea for them to find you sitting here with me, looking like that."She leaned over kissing me, taking me by surprise. Normally I'd have. Thin red welts immediatelyrose up whenhe struck her, but she barely made a sound and seemed tobe thoroughly enjoying it.Crops, floggers and paddles were being used throughout the room. Cocks being sucked and stroked inabundance, asses being fucked; Brooke just couldn’t believe what she was seeing.Finally, Marica led her back to the kitchen and she left her empty plate there.?Come on, it’s time to join the fun.?So she led her over to a bare spot on the wall. Pulling out a tube of lipstick, she. " Dale relented."Thanks for hitting that prick as well." She smirked a little. Dale'sheart fluttered a little further upwards. Jamie lifted her hand to herface and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye, furthersmudging the black powder across her face. She sniffed loudly andhugged her arms around herself. A little shiver ran down to the base ofher spine."I think it might be wearing off." She spoke to no one in particularbut shuffled slightly further towards Dale and lay her head. The walls of her room were covered by many paintings. Some of them were framed, but most were merely pinned in place, giving me a feeling that they were her creations. If so, then she had quite a lot of talent, according to my very uninformed opinion.Other than art, her room held several soft toys of the type that girls seem to find irresistible, several fine-quality china ballerina figurines in a large display case mounted on a wall, and a musical instrument case that was somewhere between.