She blushed a little bit as she continued to look into my eyes and smile at me. I then leaned toward her to kiss her and she met me half way. Her lips...were incredibly soft and moist. Her lipstick seemed to have a mix of strawberry and mango. It was incredibly inviting and it showed as we continued to kiss for probably about ten minutes. Our lips rarely leaving each others mouths even for just a moment, as it felt like it lasted so long, but that was great thing. After awhile, we both pulled. They were tied behind her.“Uunnk!” she croaked, trying to understand what was happening to her. She could feel someone down between her legs and kicked at whoever it was. Her toes dug into something soft and warm – flesh! Surprised at her first success, she kicked again, harder this time. Then she felt as though she was being levered into the air. Kicking and grunting, still unable to breathe, she felt whoever was back there drop her as her foot connected with soft, warm flesh again.The hollow. Someone wanted to know if she had a web cam,if they could watch her.Fear washed over her and she was ready to close outfrom the sight. “How did they know I was playing withherself?” Then she felt silly. Her cam was off. No onecould see her. “What if they could?” A naughty chillwent up her spine, she bit her lower lip. Could she letsomeone watch her? The thought excited her and scaredher at the same time. What if someone recognized her?What ifs filled her mind, should she. So he bellowed again. If the word spread to the right people, maybe he'd have a chance. He knew men were not cheap, and however much the authorities hated him, he performed a vital service.Fifteen minutes later the door opened upstairs and then slammed. Heavy footsteps on the stairs foretold the appearance of a livid Rachel. This was the moment he'd been fearing. If she produced a gun..."Damned if you'll eat again!" she spat. "Come here!" She wielded the scalpel.But Bill hung back and dared to.