I now begged her like a beggar who is starving for food for a week. When I stood up to convince her, my dick which was fully erect showed a huge bulge...in the pant and I think she noticed it. She shouted at me to go out of the house. I was shocked hearing this from her because there’s no return from this point without fucking this sexy queen bitch. I had knelt on my knees and was now holding both of her knees while begging her and she was sitting on the sofa. Because of this her left leg up to. "Best you buckle up love ... don't want anything to happen to you eh?"Once buckled ... he started the car which purred like a cat and we left the area.Of course he had not asked where I lived, because we weren't heading in that direction ... well not yet. He kept to the commercial side of town, passing workshops, factories and derelict building. I watched the world slip by ... then felt his hand on my thigh ... my skirt was well up so I was showing plenty of it. His hand was hot and he, like. When the light was out, the mattress moved with his weight. I wonder howheavy he is, I thought to myself. Then his breath was on my neck.With a soft baritone "good night squeak" then he kissed my head androlled with his back to me.In the morning he was spooning me. One arm over my waist. I tensed up.Good lord, I am in bed with another man, in a night gown, and I swear Ican feel his morning arousal against my bum. His breathing was steadyand relaxed. Deep and soothing. Slowly I relaxed. But what if they wanted to hurt me or something worse?I thought about it longer. If they wanted to kill me, wouldn't they have done it last night? I mean, I was incapacitated enough for them to lock this on me, they could have already done whatever they wanted to me, right?Obviously, I couldn't be sure, but I decided they probably didn't want to hurt me.I followed the instructions, taking the note and the contents of box#1 onto my bed. I sat down and slid the leather over my ankles. They were.