I spend the entire day doing things for her; going to the laundry-mat, not the least embarrassed by what I was washing and drying. I wouldn't have bee... caught dead in the past washing women's underwear in public. I scrubbed the floors, cleaned the kitchen and bathroom until every thing sparkled even though it wasn't on the schedule.I also got time to read a few more chapters, hoping of course to make my skills irresistible.I undressed her as soon as she got home and fitted her robe and. His lips were closed gently, and his face showed no general emotion, but I could tell by his eyes, the way that he looked at me, that he was happy to see me. I sat a couple of seats away from him, close enough, but not too close. I didn't wanna be the type that clings on to someone like a leech, I wanted to at least pretend that I wasn't jumping out of my skin with excitement when looking at Chris. Occasionally, throughout the class period, Chris would turn around and look at me with that same. "No Sir, I don't mind at all. I love going for rides and you have a very nice car. Quite comfortable and luxurious, unlike my old car," she said."Why don't you recline your seat a bit and get comfortable then?" he said.Christy reached down and adjusted her seat back a bit. As soon as they were out of the city and the traffic had eased, he placed his hand on her thigh just a bit below the hem of her dress.Christy knew what he was doing and she wanted the same thing. She parted her legs and let. Her body hurt in ways scarcely imaginable, yet her damage was as much psychological as physical. She tugged the flogger from her ass, ignoring the scraping pain of its removal, but was shocked to find her sex not only well-lubricated but tingling with stimulation as she slipped its companion outward and tossed it away.Reluctantly, she dragged herself to her feet, eyes instinctively closing in ongoing refusal to look at her body, and felt her way along the wall until she passed into the.