My dress cast aside, he stretched my body out on the cool grass. I shivered but the heat of my passion overcame my body, and my doubts. He threw aside...his clothing and fell on top of me.I gasped as I felt his manhood press against me. He caught my wrists in an unbreakable grip and pinned me under him. He bent his head and caught one of my breasts in his mouth. At first he was gentle, running his tongue over the stiffening nipple, urging it to harden to his touch. His mouth slid to the other. There was a sense of urgency in the baby birds, each intent upon being the one gifted with the insect. It was life screaming for more life even if it was at the expense of other living things.Chuck turned his eyes to examine the portrait of John Carter that hung on the wall near where he stood. It was hard to say what emotions he felt gazing upon the image. The portrait showed a man with the weight of the world on his shoulders. There was a sense of wisdom around the eyes that just hinted that. I never wear make up. The most I wear is eye liner. Working with horses all the time, theres just no need in a lot of make up. First she wet my hair, towel dried it then used a flat iron to straighten my long curly black hair. A first for me. With a little styling she was done. Then the make up. My eyes, lips and cheeks. After about thirty minutes she was done. "Ok, time for the big revel" Amanda said. They turned me around to face to mirror. I took one look and my mouth dropped open. I was. You've gotthe look down but there are still lots of things you need to learn." Like...?" Tonight it's how to walk in high heels. Wait here," she said, and thenwalked off to the master bedroom. She returned carrying three differentpairs of shoes, each with increasingly higher heels and handed me thepair with the shortest heels, some red pumps around three inches.I put them on without saying a word since I knew protesting would befruitless. I thought about how easily Tom had detected out the.