She looked delicate, fragile even, like a porcelain doll. But thinking back, that had always been part of her attraction, at least to him it was. He t...ought for some guys when she was running around it might have been one of things that attracted a cruder sort, the sort that liked to hurt women, He guessed, he supposed, that’s how he came to meet her. Then again, running around, what did he know about her running around? That was something they’d never discussed.He’d just completed two years at. When he was totally covered in welts from the belt, we stopped and stood him up in front of the cam and turned him around slowly so everyone would see all the marks. Then we sat him back down on the edge of the bed, and Vanessa started spitting in his face, telling him he was scum, and he was going to pay for trying to mess with me. She pushed him backwards, then lifted up her skirt and took off her thong. I think she forgot the camera was right behind her, so all of the watchers got a good. Lunch though was superb and like most French things was prolonged and relaxed."What were you up to last night?" Paula asked after the kids went off to look at the internet café."Nothing," I grinned."She was a bit noisy for nothing," Paula remarked."Aah... ," she had me, bang to rights."It's OK." Paula smiled, "You at least didn't wake the kids or frighten the donkeys." Sorry," I said. "It wasn't planned." Who was it?" she enquired."Jan," I said."You're kidding! Oh you rogue, she's a married. "And neither am I, at this rate," complained Andy. "I don't think I want to do it now, anyway," Gemma whined. "Aw, come on Love, it'll be right."Andy reassured her, seeing his chance to shag Gemma slipping away. "It'll be all right, once you get going. You know what you're like." "No, Andy," she insisted, "I don't feel like it now." "Aw Gem," Andy pleaded, "Don't do this to me. You know how much I fancy you." "No, sorry Andy," Gemma insisted adamantly, "It's this place it gives me the creeps!".