My hands became frantic, as the search proved fruitless, refusing to believe in hard facts, my hands doubled its search, further enforcing that there ...as NOTHING at the back of the corset. I let out a cry of frustration, blended with a feline growl, as I burst into tears. My nails dug into my palms as I formed fists to pound on the sides of my corset in a fit of anger; hoping that somehow hitting would allow for me to breathe easier, as breathing was becoming difficult while I was crying.I. “You are here now, just be here, forget that, be here, be in my arms, right here right now” Jack said calmly, rubbing his hands over my back, trying to warm me up. Soon we were lying on our sides, my face buried in his chest. He continually found ways to comfort me. “Holly…I …I” he stammered. I knew he was about to say he loved me, which I didn’t want and couldn’t deal with now. “Stop” I interrupted him. There wasn’t much we could do, I ended up sleeping in his arms right there on the couch.. Turned the shower on. Waited for it to get to the right temperature. I then climbed in, got wet and started lathering my body up with soap. As I was rinsing off the door opened. I then opened the shower curtain and saw Bibi and Heather. Bibi was watching her daughter take off her clothes. As Heather walked toward the shower I opened the curtain for her. My cock got rock hard as I studied every inch of her naked body. After she joined me on the other side of the curtain Bibi said, “Look what you. Iconsider Jane a friend. Paul was the inspiration for one of my songs. Andnone of them have had very nice things to say about your attitude. I'mafraid that you are not the type of person that I want to sing a duet witheven if you are an amazing singer. And for the record I DO think that youare an amazing singer. So you had better sit down and shut up, or youwon't even be at the concert. Got it?"He was pissed, and I knew that he wanted to scream back at me. But heseemed to realize how bad of an.