Carvey," he said in a normal tone, ignoring her hostile look. "We're almost through for the day. Why don't I wrap up the paperwork on these last two i...terviews myself and you just take off early."Elizabeth Carvey didn't have to be asked twice. She quickly agreed and dropped the folder on his desk. Quickly moving for the door, she was almost out it before Henry could ask her to send in the last girl before she left.Opening the folder he was surprised to find it contained only the single sheet of. " she again stretched on the bed and turned over on her stomach resting her head on her arms, "he really knows how to treat a woman." Wendy was smiling to herself with her eyes closed, in almost a dreamy-like state. I noticed that Wendy's lipstick was very smudged--must have been from the drinks."Well, I know how to treat a woman too, ya know," I said as I tried to show my bravado that, on this night, seemed to pale in comparison to Michael's.Wendy opened her eyes and looked over to me. With a. Cindi also liked to tease me. When we took a drive she would take off her panties or her top and flash me in the car. She would rub me in the movies and give me great blow jobs while I was on the phone with my parents.I recriprocated of course.After we checked in at the resort we headed to the pool. I wasn't completely surprisd by the topless gals, we had suspected this. I was somewhat surprised as Cindi loosened her top and let most of her boobs hang out. After about 20 minutes she completely. David picked up his crop, winding the top thong around his wrist. Betty's spirits sank. He was going to hit her again. He walked in front of her, riding crop trailing across the underswell of her tits. Then, with a quick, savage movement, David slashed the crop across both nipples. Betty squealed, seeing bright yellow flashes explode in front of her eyes. Her tits bounced from the impact, each vibration sending more and more pain into her brain. Her right nipple felt as if it were half-torn.