. I gasp as I feel your warm palm on my tummy... You keep kissing me as your hand moves up... You don't stop until you reach my throat and you run you... fingers gently on my skin... Then you lower your hand back down and massage my breasts one at a time... Your hand squeezes tighter with each time, finally you try to fit one of my breasts in one hand... I know you enjoy the fact that you cannot, you know that my breasts will always overflow and it turns you on... You groan and your morning wood. Her watch and the little bit of jewelry was gone, as well as the rest of her clothing, but she was not naked, having been wrapped in a swatch of muslin cloth, wrapped around her like a sari.Like the previous time she had woken up in this room, she was intensely thirsty, and she saw the pitcher of water and tray of fruit in the same place she had before. Again, she rapidly downed the water and fruit, then, with nothing else to do, sat on the floor and waited.With nothing to occupy her attention,. John said he owned a mechinc shop and would fix the bike the next day, he loaded it into his truck and they drove off. 15 minutes out of town he stopped at a rest area and went to relive himself, she hopped out and lite a ciggerate, standing 5'8 she looked impressive in her leathers. John joined her and they harmlessly chatted until she bent down to put out her smoke. She was pushed down onto the cold ground her hands being pulled behind her back. Julie panicked as she felt the cold steel of. Renee shook her head, rubbing her nose against his, “I had a receiving dress made for after dinner. That’s why I’m up here--to change into it.”“Well, we should get you into it, then,” said Ethan, crushing her to him. “You’ll be receiving shortly.”“God,” said Renee, throwing her head back and laughing. “You are so deliciously perverse.”Ethan didn’t answer, instead sitting her down on the vanity. Someone had replaced the vials, phials, and atomizers they’d knocked over earlier. They rained down.