She informed me that it was next week at 11 am and that she’d intentionally booked it with him again. I said “Good” with a big smile on my face....Erin grinned, knowing that my head was full of naughty ideas. Before I got too far I asked her if she’d been at all turned on by him massaging her back. She replied that at first she was nervous, but as he worked her back and got closer to her backside, she started to get a tingle between her legs and started to fantasize about him. She was also pretty. According to the story, Ethan had rescued Martin as a baby after his parents had been killed in an Indian massacre. He brought Martin to be raised by his brother and Martha and now that Martin had grown up, his features reflected the fact that he was part Indian himself and Ethan treated him with disdain because of that. It was obvious that Ethan hated Indians. Where had that intense hatred come from? And he seemed to know quite a bit about Comanches and their ways...The men took off to go find. She tried processing what had just happened. Three times she had felt her body lose control as Duncan, practically a stranger, had done different things to her. In her amazement, she blushed, admitting to herself that she had enjoyed it. She knew her father would be flabbergasted if he knew what she had done to secure their project’s funding. Thinking back to when she had her eyes locked with Duncan, she thought about how his facial expression had been different. For just a moment, he had lost. ”“I---you didn’t tell me about this. I’m not really into…”Ella laughed, impressed with how wicked it sounded coming from her own throat.“You think we’re going to have sex with you? Oh, honey. You really are a dumb whore.”Rachel pulled back, struggling to get her wrist free as Ella caught the other with her free hand, loosed a zip tie from her pocket with her teeth, and had her arms trussed in a matter of seconds.“I think I should leave,” Rachel bleated, panic bleeding through her voice.“I think.