Look, he sent you a nude picture, yes. You only know it’s him, because you know what he looks like naked, since his face isn’t in the shot. What I...��m saying is that you could do the same, considering he’s practically the only person that’s seen you naked since you were 7.’ Amanda: ‘You think I should?’ Amy: ‘You’re asking the wrong person, I’d say anything to get you naked.’ Amanda: ‘Good point. As long as my face wasn’t showing, I suppose it would be safe enough.’ Amy: ‘If you let me take the. "That will be fine, when can I arrange a visit." A day and time wasarranged.Two days later promptly at 10am the doorbell chimed. Frank had beendressed in one of his black uniforms with a starched white pinafore andfancy white lace cap. I sent him to greet our visitor he was not at allhappy.I watched as he curtsied and invited our visitor to follow him. Hebrought "Peter" into the living room and introduced him to me, beforemoving back and standing with his hands crossed in front of him.. That look where he would just have to say the word and I was lost. He had a smirk on his face, his eyes were slightly squinting. I felt a tingle. A shiver ran down my spine. I became silent. One look by him, and I knew I was going to be lost, punished and used. My anger subsided, my need for gratification made itself felt.“Whore, take your shirt and bra off!”, he calmly said to me. That word, the way he said it. There was no question that I was going to follow his orders. But part of me still. She called out the names of the boys again in search of them. To each side of the opposite wall there were open doorways going further back into the pool house. Ellen entered the doorway on the left and found herself in a short dark hallway; at the end of the hall she could see that there was a lit room. In the hallway the music was not as loud as before. She thought she heard noises or maybe voices coming from the room ahead. She slowly walked to the other end of the hall and stopped just.