I took everything up to her room and made her bed I hung her clothes back in the wardrobe , I could see the skirt and top I wore out that night, I cou...dn't resist, I went to her knickers draw , I found a white lace pair with pink flowers sown into the lace II stripped off and put them on, my cock was already leaking, I then pulled the pink fluffy top on and the skirt, I stood admiring my self in the mirrorI finished cleaning her room dressed, I really wanted to wank, I stood in front of the. Her heart screaming for her to rush forward and aid them but knowing the sight of her would not only distract them from their defense but to enter the fray would endanger her son so she didn't nothing. She combed her memory for a way to the escape vessel but despair began to rise in her. All of the paths to their only way out were blocked by the fighting and the advancing horde of invaders. "My Queen," a voice said behind her as hand gripped the arm that cradled her son. Cursing her self for. They were plump and curved just right, with a dark natural hue to them. Reed was obviously interested. It had been easy for him to fall back asleep with images of her swimming in his head. Oh the things he could do with a woman like that. Images of her soft brown hair tussled over his bedspread plagued his mind. Although he could only speculate, he was pretty sure those hips of hers could be used like handles, allowing him to pull and push her anywhere he’d like. There was cleavage, too.. Max wouldn’t tell me where you were only that you were alive and living with the man that ****d Chelsea.”Hearing Julia’s confession made me realize that I have no right to be mad at this woman. Like all the other women we were entangled in this mess, it wasn’t hear choice. It would seem Max has a way with blackmailing people to get what he wants. I have to wonder how many other women are like Julia and forced to be slaves.“The girl Tara, lives with my dad and I. I was raised to believe she was.