”She spun around, staring at me like I had two heads.“What? I just said I might let you fuck me and you tell me to leave?” she snarled incredulo...sly.“That’s right. Do you want me to get the door for you?” By this time, the smile was gone.She stepped forward and swung, her hand lashing out cobra quick, but I saw it coming and grabbed her wrist, yanking her off balance. I spun her around, pulling her wrist up between her shoulder blades and grabbing her other shoulder with my off hand, propelling. Samuel dialed the number and waited a few seconds before the young woman answered. "Hello?" the voice was sensual, very pleasant. Sam stammered: "I'm Chris' buddy".- The gate is not closed. Come join me by the pool.Samuel entered the park. He went around the house through the garden. Chris' sister was lying on a deckchair with a cocktail in her hand. Sam felt a shock, as if he had taken a blow to the plexus. His buddy hadn't told him how beautiful Clementine was. Tanned skin, long legs, a dream. ‘Please, you have to let me go. This isn’t right. I’m not like this. I have a boyfriend.’ ‘It doesn’t matter Sandra. You owe me a debt and this is how you will repay me.’ The woman never stopped what she was doing. Her hands went higher, over the girl’s waist, up to her breasts, taking then into her hands. She squeezed them together as she brought her mouth to a swollen nipple. ‘No, please…’ was all Sandra could say before she watched her nipple disappear into the older woman’s mouth. Her head. .. size 10. Why?" she said puzzled."That's exactly my size. Sell me your trousers Lisa!"She looked at me for a moment and then said, "You're joking right!" but obviously not quite sure if I was or not."No, no joke", I said, "You sell me your trousers and I'll give you twice the rack price." Oh I couldn't do that", she replied nervously."Of course you could Lisa. I get the trousers I want and you make a good profit - easy as that!"Once again she looked confused but I could see the idea was going.