And she was alive. He was shaking, he was hot and he was sweating. He gripped her even more tightly and kept staring at her. He could have closed his ...yes, but he wanted to keep looking at her. No point being embarrassed now. She was a woman. Surely she could forgive him being aroused by lying in bed with her, their bodies squeezed tightly together. There was nothing for her to worry about. Was there? Her face was so close to his and she looked so beautiful. The middle one, that must be her. Josh held me several moments before he picked me up gently and sat on the bed with me in his lap. He put his hand on my face, rocking me back and forth like a little child ‘It’s alright Luv. It’s alright.’ He stroked the side of my head gently as I sobbed in his chest. After several minutes Dex stood in front of us ‘I’ve got everything packed. We just need to get it in the truck and get out of here. Sweetheart you need to get dressed. Here are some clothes.’ He held them out to me. I took them. ''Okay,' he replied. 'That's another six bum-tingling slaps I owe you.'I tried to imagine myself walking up the path, wearing no shorts or Y-fronts, and parading my 'pretty bum-cheeks'. Jerome was definitely putting some lewd ideas in my head.Once inside the cottage, I was told to strip naked and stand in the centre of the living-room. Jerome disappeared into the kitchen as I complied with his instructions.On his return, he went straight to work on Tiny Tim. He knelt down and gently sucked my. He seemed fascinated by my pussy, the stitches, he ran his fingers over the stitches, it felt nice, I wanted more, I parted my knees in invitation, then I saw myself in the reflection in the bath.It took a second. I did not recognise myself.I thought it was someone else, my nose, squat distorted, two black eyes, cigarette burns over my forehead, and my jaw, drooping obscenely, I looked repulsive, I knew my hair was gone but this.If I had not been starved I would have thrown up.They kept asking.