She even opened her legs for him.Even worst, Gerard had so turned her on. Her panties had been soaking. She wasn't supposed to let other men arouse he... like that. That was something only her husband was supposed to be allowed to do. This morning, in the light of a new day, would Michael be mad at her?Jen had been looking out the window, and when she looked back she saw Michael staring at her."Are you okay?" she asked.He kissed her. "I love you." You're okay with yesterday? With what I. . with your behavior, I do wish that we had a branding iron to hold up against your delicious brown flesh of yours..."Komal remained quiet, continuing to weep. As she cried, the guards came and removed her shackles before shoving her towards the man who hosed her down a few minutes before."Here is your outfit," said the man, handing Komal a folded bundle and a pair of flimsy-looking shoes. "Get dressed. And note that you will, for the foreseeable future, be given this one outfit. Don't. They were discussing school when the Vicki's step-mother walked in. "Hi, Mom." Vicki greeted. "This is Dave. He's here to fix our plumbing. I'm sorry I didn't know what to tell him to do. Dave, this is my step-mother, Denise."Dave stood and said hello. This woman was another knock-out. Denise was a raven-haired beauty. She was only five feet tall, but her body was perfectly proportioned. In fact, her large tits and flared hips accentuated her narrow waste. She had large, sexy eyes, full lips. I walked over to her, bent down so we were facing each other, and used my pointer finger under her chin to raise her eyes to look into mine.I could see that horrible look which I had seen in Amy and Jess, plus here was a person who no longer cared. The next move from her I would expect would be into a life - probably a short one - on the street, or the death wish I could see being self-fulfilled. I put my hands under her arms and lifted her to standing position. She winced with the pain as I.