"Jess I'm going to go, my parents are waiting for me at the diner, so we'll catch up later yeah?" I muttered. She turned to look at me and I could see...tears starting to break the surface."Yeah definitely James, I'll talk to you later," she managed to say. The look on her face was indecipherable, even to me and I turned and walked away, determined not to look back. I managed it for a minute but couldn't help a quick glance back before I rounded the corner. But they were already gone.As I walked. With each sluggish, tortoise-like tempo and rhythm, she can feel her pulse gait and punch build and strengthen up. Blood upsurges and gushes more faster and rapid inside her veins. All as she awaits for him to take off his clothes or strip one hundred per cent naked. He seems to be biding his time ably and conscientiously. Preston Dick, the man she is wed and espoused to now as both his bitch and whore of a loving wife. He is erect and straightened up on his feet right here before her very. " You're not a wimp. Don't put yourself down Terry. It was a brave thing you did this morning. You refused to do what you thought was wrong, even though you knew you could have been severely punished. It would have been very easy to have taken hold of the strap and spanked Elizabeth with it." They cuddled and chatted until Karen called them to sit around the TV."I know your bums are a bit tender," she purposely understated the condition, "But please try and sit reasonably still and watch the. Everyone knows how the game works so I won’t explain it all here.Anyway we were about 10 minutes in when it began to absolutely piss down, everyone ran home but Nigel and I made it to a broken garage, it was only a shell but had a decent roof so we could stay dry. A few minutes of talking and Nigel approached me, his hands around my waist and we started to kiss.Seconds later we were snogging and then a voice “What’s going on here”, it was Helen. Now Helen was what we would call today a ‘chav’.