I took a set of clamps from my pocket. Clove clamps they coould just about pull anyone nipples off. My puppy woud always bitch and whine for days afte... I used them on her. I kew she love them. I put them on her tiny tits. "Look at that this skanks tits are so small, the clamps got half her tits." "Hell you fucking muttwhore? If you breed how are you going to feed a k** with those useless tits." The laughing went around the room. Muttmiem liked being humiliated,I coould see she did not like. There was a musical tone to her voice whenever she spoke.Many thought that Michele was singing her way through life.In spite of the fact that she was thirty-five years old, Michele had lost none of her youthful beauty and charm.There were times when Bernard thought he was living with three teenage girls rather than only two."I need sex!" Bernard called out. He was using his command voice, and Michele could tell he was impatient."Just a second, sweetheart," Michele said. "I'm just finishing. "Isn't there one of the regulars?" You know the routine. You've seen it before. You don't have to rememberany lines and it'll be fun to act on stage together. No reason to beembarrassed or worried. Everyone here knows you and it will buildrapport with the customers. No one will make a pass. You're safe."I couldn't think of a comeback at that moment so I was stuck. I wasthinking, but not fast enough and then several customers nearby urged meon and the applause started as someone announced I was. It was quite cold in the night air, and I started to shiver as we sat on the bench in the courtyard. He stood up, took off his jacket, and wrapped it around my shoulders. He asked me if that felt better, and as he pulled the jacket round the front of my arms, he gently grazed my breasts with his fingers, making me bite my lip as I looked at him.At that moment, Emily came outside, and announced that the birthday cake was being cut. We both agreed to go and sing, but as I stood up and walked at.