At the same time, my hands slid up her outer thighs, pausing to squeeze her buttocks before reaching the hem of her t-shirt. I began to lift it slowly... exposing her flat stomach to her belly button, and past. But when I was nearly at the gentle upward swell of her breasts, Tammy crossed her arms over her chest.“What’s the matter?” I complained.“I’m shy.”“Don’t be,” I said. “You’re gorgeous. Let me prove it to you.”Tammy weakly resisted, and finally allowed me to move her arms. I lifted the. Zandra watched the recording play all the way through, twice."NO!" she screamed in shock and dismay. "No, no, noooo... !" she screamed again, as she broke down in tears. There was a crushed look on her face, as she buried her head in her arms and cried."We have less than two hours to respond," Miranda said after a short time, while trying to control the tremors in her voice.Zandra suddenly sat back up, raising her head from the desk where it had been for a short while. The expression on her. ..she jumped a little and said thats two. then without asking I pressed three. Her eye brows went up and her eyes half closed...oooh that's three she said my favorite. We drove to town to a nice steak place. I didn't use the remote at all on the way there. I pulled up to the valet station and quickly jumped out so I could watch my wife get out showing her legs all the way to her panties...she normally does this. as soon as the valet opened her door I hit number three and held it down. She just. With rigid resolve, he curbed whatever urges it could engender.He had given her a servant's quarters at the end of the hall, a small room far from any of the manor entrances, and with a window that faced only the thick woods of the greenbelt. His thoughts turned to Lydia regardless of his wishes. He was reminded of the day they brought her here after imprisoning her in her own mind. He had never felt any shame over it, only regret that it had come to pass.The cultists led Melinda into the room..