But then,without meaning to, I slid my fingers over her trim hips, feeling themthrough the material. Lana made a sound of distress and stepped back."...lease, Myron," she requested with a hint of apology, "don't touch me.Just savor the sensation of what I'm wearing. Take it between your handsand rub your palms against each other. That's right. Just like that.Oh, this is so wonderful. And I can tell that you like having it againstyour skin. In fact, you'd probably like to have it against you. Only then does she allow herself to open the suitcase to see what is inside. She hangs the dress for tomorrow on a hanger. It is a soft gray, and while not as low as the dress she wore last night, does appear to be offering an excellent view of her cleavage. Especially with the uplifting gray bra and panties of gray which are with it, and black sheer stockings and garters. She puts the undergarments into her top drawer, stroking their softness some as she does.Then she lifts out the dress. .. than ... thaaaat," she bawled.Bobby began to get a glimmer of what she was upset about. "You mean ... all those guys ... they were lying?"She nodded, sniffling and he held her tighter."I do have some legs to break!" he growled.Mandy shook her head. "No. It's as much my fault as it was theirs. I let them lie about me because ... well because it's just easier to deal with that than have everybody think you're Miss Goody Two Shoes." She stamped her foot, just barely missing his. "How many. Percy guessed it must have been the puzzled expression on his face because the Don said, "Mrs. Kathy Cooper. I would like to see her completely recover as well as protect other women from suffering the same fate." I also hope she recovers and I'm working with her husband to assure he's ready to help her. But I thought that the Arabs who had her were ... er ... dealt with." Percy, the owners of this woman have been sent to meet their god. But they were not the beast who did these terrible things.