Holding me still, the hands adjust their positions on my body so in unison they display my flesh on an undulating bed of quivering fingers. Unsupport...d my head falls back, displaying my curving body to the invisible watches. The sacrifice to their lust held aloft for them to see. I feel the hands rotating me. My head lulling back, almost as though I were unconscious or even dead. The body with its twin hills and eager peaks, the flat plains and curves, the bulge of the female pubis encased. And then his heart rate started to drop. It came back up in a few seconds, but it went down again with each contraction, and starting coming back to baseline more and more slowly. Finally, it did not come back up. I stood watching a line on a graph revealing my child’s mortal peril. The L&D staff hurried about their tasks with urgency and professional calm, preparing her for what was necessary. I need to be strong I told myself, she needs me to be calm and supportive. I looked in her eyes and. ’ She brought her hand up to his shoulder. ‘Don’t touch me!’ he yelled. ‘Never touch me!’ ‘Yes, sir,’ she said timidly, backing up with fear, and knowing exactly what he meant by that. He took a minute to calm down. Then he looked her in the eyes and said, ‘Camilla, I know what you’ve been doing with me.’ ‘Wait, Daddy, do you mean when you saw Candice on top of you last night? It was–‘ ‘Don’t lie to me! Stop pretending you’re innocent. Admit what you did. It was you, not her.’ ‘Wh-what you. Your ridiculous." I know."And with that, she dragged me out of his party by my arm and took me back home. Now Sasha wasn't just my boss, but also my best friend. And she was so damn sexy. The fact that we were both tattoo artists and both covered in tattoos, fascinated me. Unlike myself, she had supple tits, just enough but not too much, probably a small B cup at the most. She was drunk beyond belief, and I knew I could get away with anything if I wanted to. When we returned home, I helped her.