She pushed me behind two tables in her garage. She had a few clothes line strung up in the back of her garage. I turned to try to see my house. But a ...ack of clothes was blocking my view.Honey walked in front of me. She reached up for a sexy black dress. She pulled it down. "Can you hold in front of you. Oh! That is nice." I said. "My husband, hates it. He says it to sexy for me to wear out." she said. "I may need to buy it, then have you come over and model it for me." I said. "Oh! Mr. Kelly.. ‘You’re a good girl, aren’t you?’ He purred, ‘Getting on with your work like that.’ His muscular arms pinned her chair down, she was trapped. ‘Haven’t you ever wanted to be…’ He raised an eyebrow, ‘Bad?’ ‘Sir,’ Gabriella swallowed, ‘I’m a married woman.’ She tried to ignore the sudden wetness in her lacy panties – a gift from Jamie just last Christmas. ‘Go on Gabby…’ He whispered, sexual tension radiating between the both of them, ‘Do it. Be spontaneous. Be bad.’ His hands slowly glided up her. "Rocky is going to be at home and, Ally, you will be upstairs overhere for that time." WHAA!" Shock! Abhorrence! Heresy! Anathema!"Either that or go to bed at the regular time tonight," Larry said. "At twoo'clock today, you will have been here for seventy-two hours, Ally, and,except for your visits to Grama, almost every second of that you have beenwith Rock. You two sleep together, dress together, wash together, brush yourteeth together. Do you even go to the bathroom together?"Ally and Rocky. "Gee my reputation proceeds me," I said."Yeah come on lets dance," he said taking my hand. I let him lead me onto the dance floor. The music was too loud and too grating to do more than bounce to it. I moved some of the ways white girl typically do. I was about half in time with the music but I could quite get a hold on it.He moved around behind me and put his hands on my hips. I didn't know what he had in mind, but I had hoped it wouldn't be what he did. As he moved to the music he inched my.