Then she got up and left the room, I thought for the bathroom, but I was wrong. Margo’s father had been a policeman, and had taught her a few self-d...fence moves, some of which I knew; the next one caught me completely off my guard.She calmly walked up behind me, in an instant, she had pulled my arms behind my back and handcuffed them together. Then, a blindfold completed my betrayal.I sat stunned, not knowing what would happen next or what I should do.“Your health alright, Tommy? Heart, blood. And they have a point to a degree. But do they have the right to assert their moral rationale on us? I should think not. I believe another factor is the underdog syndrome. No one likes to see the New York Yankees win the World Series every year. (Well, I must confess — I do, because I happen to be a Yankees fan) And no one likes to see America doing reasonably well. Well, besides Americans, I guess. Another big factor is our alliance with Israel. The equation goes something like this: We’re on. At six feet tall he towered over her petite frame. She whimpered and looked away from his piercing gaze. He tightened his hand and shook her, slamming her back against the wall as he spoke. Fucking look at me when Im talking to you! Trembling, she returned her fearful gaze to his, trying hard to shrink away from him and press herself into the wall. I hired you. I told you what your job entailed and that if you didnt do it youd suffer the consequences. Time and time again youve fucked up. I. ‘Oh, umm..sorry.’ Chris mumbled. Before the moment completely cooled off Chris put more lotion onto his hands and began to rub it onto Amanda’s calves. Amanda was just relieved that his hands were away from her rear. She was enjoying herself but there was a line she wasn’t going to cross. For the next few minutes she just lay there in the warm sun as Chris applied lotion to her legs. Until, that is, he reached the back of her knees. Amanda again bit her lip as Chris expertly massaged one of her.