"And with that, she was gone. Electra was finally gone. Annabelle closed her eyes and dropped the sheet from her naked body, letting herself bask in a...feeling she suddenly felt more than ever in her life.Freedom.It was Saturday night, just after eight. Tyler Partrey was fairly confident he could move safely, as long as he did so quickly. Drago and the others probably wouldn't be prowling the streets for at least another hour. He just had to get out of the house; he couldn't just keep hanging. I'llmake everything come true, for both of us."Christian was lying on his bed, his shirt off but still wearing hisjeans. His eyes were closed but the lights were still on, when a softrapping came from his door. Lifting his dizzy head, he slowly pushedhis inebriated form up off the mattress and went to the door.Leaning against the door, he closed one eye and with the other peeredthrough the peephole to see who was there. The distorted form of hisclient, Brandi Shields, stood there, holding two. Just as she faced me and held out her hand for assistance, I saw a line of pubic hair above her pussy. Unbelievably, Kimberly managed to keep her legs together throughout her ascent. Between that and her dress falling, I didn't see any more of her aromatic jewel.KimberlyBrian managed to get us to the restaurant but tried desperately to see my vagina once we were parked. When he came around to open my door, I purposely scooted forward as I turned. The dress wasn't even under my ass at this. I mean way off the hook. I think every chair is filled already, at least I didn't notice any empty seats behind the front row. There must be a hundred people out there. Are you going to be able to do this, o?" Oh, geeze, i hope so Mistress Sarah."A little later, there was another knock on the door. Sarah went to open it and found slave's stepfather standing holding a golden leash with a white patent leather loop at one end. He stepped into the room. "You'd better get dressed, o. It's almost.