At that point she had no time for false modesty and pleaded with the unknown person to have pity on her and pull her from her ignominious trap. The un...nown person was quite liberal in the use of his hands and fingers all over her person as he righted her in more conventional position. She saw that he was a young laird with a plaid that she was not familiar with but carrying a sword and pistol of respectable size and impressiveness. Shamefully, she was forced to squat down in front of him and do. "Now, get on your knees, bitch!" What? I am not gay" Good neither am I You heard me, bitch get on your knees! This is going to be a little exercise that you will perform at every payment until I am back in full! Get on your knees NOW"He was a large man who with or without a weapon could take me in a heartbeat, but there were also three other large black men standing near that I knew were his men, so I did as told and got to my knees, hoping he was just going to make me beg or worse yet kiss. Me to mom, I like doing this. Dad said for me to take care of you while he is gone. He told me I was in charge and that I should be just like him. You like what he told me, don't you mom? I thought so. Jimmy sat next to her and began to rub her stomach. He moved lower until he was rubbing on top of her pussy. He jumped like hell when Debbie moved her hips. I guess he thought she was waking up. He went back to rubbing his mother's pussy. Jimmy then stood up and unzipped his shorts and fished out. She displayed considerable skin – chest, stomach, and good-looking legs that seemed to go on forever. She'd tied her hair back in a ponytail. In front of her on her bed was her laptop computer; she'd been writing up notes from a couple of the interviews she'd done that day: Jim and Monica.When Jess looked up, there was Matt leaning against the door jam. He wore boxers, and had a warm smile for her.Matt said, "You did leave the door open, or did you forget about the various meanings of door.