She was sitting in a corner, broken, I could hear her sobs. It stabbed me, I just stood there not knowing what to do. I felt so bad. I slowly walked u... to her. Sat down on the ground with her. Looking at her, I realised that I would never be able to forgive myself. And although all this was not my fault, not my intention, I still blamed myself..And all of a sudden I felt anger, anger at those who had made her cry. I was boiling from the inside. I stood up, and ran. I had a feeling that she. She had anticipated the driver's rough treatment because she had suggested it to him verbally and then later in writing to give him legal coverage when they met at the BDSM Matchmaker's convention the previous week. She was in a state of delightful euphoria after taking on a trio of Bulgarian wrestlers with not a single word of English between them at the time but her demands were explicit and now this staged exhibition was the final part of her much desired fantasy humiliation in public. She. The only light in the room is from the lampposts outside. I throw your coat over the bed. All you are wearing is a black thong and bra, apart from that you are naked underneath.... standing there, I feel an instant connection. I realise i need to impress you. I hang a ‘do not enter ‘sign over the door, then shut it. I want to compliment you in the form of Shakespeare, rushing, i forget to do so. ‘Tonight you are mine’ i plead. I reach over and whisper in your ear 'i hope you're not tired?'. After about five minutes Amanda came back with another woman in the same non clothes, it was Pam, her oldest daughter, she heard about the game and what her mom was going to do, she volunteered to help her out, so I had two ladies with enormous tits serving us, it was a dream come true. After about an hour and a half, Amanda stood up and said ok, any one need to have refills, well they all downed there glasses and handed them to the girls, they refilled them, and when they brought them back she.