Would you please go and check on Aunt Iris. The latter is not a question."I snicker, knowing Aunt Iris is the devil incarnate to anyone who's not fami...y. The glare I get from Simone as she storms out of the room is well worth the puncture wounds in my scalp."Oh, Will, there you are..." she purrs seductively in mockery, closing the door behind her. "You can fuck off and all!" I warn her with a smile. Then noticing how beautiful she looks, I coo, "O-M-G, you look amazing!" Nothing an army of the. Miko cried out as much in shame as in pain at his fingers rough intrusion into her vagina.“It’s no good whining girl, you need to be taught how to behave and I’m just the man to do it”.He turned her around and pulled her tights and pants to her knees; then pushed her back onto his desk.“Now you just be a good little girl and I won’t mention your discgraceful behaviour to Mrs Johnston”.“No please Mr Marcus, don’t make me do this, it’s so wrong, I promise I will do my best to change my behaviour. Finally, he felt it sort of pop in his hand as it went into its natural position. He stopped moving and let her go. She did not draw that leg up, and stopped screaming. She looked down at the ankle and almost smiled. Trevir looked around the clearing and found a few small branches and made for her a splint with that and some cloth cut from his bedroll. Finally, her foot was secure as it could be. She looked at it dubiously, but seemed to be satisfied that he had not, indeed, harmed her. She. The woman she had to be. Her comfort zone slipped away. After he ordered drinks for both of them, he slowly spun her stool so that she faced him. His leg slid between hers, his hands touching the tops of her thighs. He leaned forward and kissed her. So different from another woman. His taste. The stubble around his mouth. Just how tall and big he was compared to Karen. His presence. It had been years since she’d kissed a man, really kissed one. The waitress interrupted their second kiss..