He rips her blouse open, caresses her breasts and lifts up her mini skirt before grabbing hold of the brand new paddle. He runs the handle down her sk...n sending a shiver through her body. He strikes her pert bum, standing side on so as to get a nice even smack across both cheeks. The bonus of her being commando is he can just tease her perfect bum without the underwear getting in the way, he parts her cheeks and licks her hole making her weak at the knees. After a few minutes he slides his dick. Later the same night (time change, you know). I had a text message telling me she was in the hospital. The contractions had started. There was not much dilatation yet, though. Well, all right.I called her. No answer. She must be in labor by then. I hailed a cab. It took me a few tries to get one. It raced me to the first traffic jam.That's where the real stress set in.Why had I come to L.A? Was it love? Was it responsibility? Or just plain curiosity? I can't tell you, really. But I can tell you. The walls were marred by Blu-Tac stains"There's a panic on. This is my war-room." Phil was smug, satisfied that this second-rate office shored up his status."War-room? The war's already happened in my head. I had a bad night. I can't remember..." Someone hacked Sainfield's website last night." They probably improved it. Those bloody supermarket sites are crap. I don't know why we tried so hard to get the business." Come and have a look." Phil invited me to sit in front of his laptop. "This is a. “Enjoy the wine, sir,” she said with a steady smile and absolute calm.Steps led her down to the third level and to the guard standing sentry outside the door of the slave cages inside. He too was more than happy to accept a cup of good wine. Onward to the second floor and the final level of slave pens.This one she remembered was special. As the guard was accepting his cup of wine, Amber looked up and cocked her head. “Did you hear that, sir?”“Hear what?” the guard asked as he took a sip and.