The way he called her ‘Kinsey’, always running his fingers through her hair, Sometimes he would pull her onto his lap, and one time I swear he had... a boner when she got up. “You need a boyfriend,” I glanced back. “And stop calling her Kinsey. I hate it when do you that.” Jordan grinned, he always thought it was funny when I was angry. “Does she hate it?” he whispered.I glared at him. “Get outta my room and stop acting straight,” I shouted. “I’m beginning to have serious doubts you’re gay.” “Oh,. They were both leaving trails around my back and it confused my body so much. My body tried to arch and squirm against the pricking feeling, but at the same time it was wanting to welcome the soft feather-like thing that was being dragged across my body. All I could do was just lay there and groan out at the feelings. Trying to escape the feeling of the prick but trying to keep close to the feeling of the feather. I heard Jason give out an evil chuckle as he was doing this. It was obvious that. The rest of the women, however much they admired Clementine, never lost sight of her foreignness.This pair had not forgotten how Clemmy had beaten them and more than once in the last year. Also they hoped for their sentence to be reduced if they caught Clementine out in some infringement of the rules. Thanks to this pair, Clemmy had been savagely whipped several times, most recently on the soles of her feet, a punishment that had given her terrible pain - particularly as she had still been. Laying there with my eyes closed, a million thoughts running throughmy head.WillBill really let them touch me! Will Bill think less of me if I say yes! What dose touch include!Do I have to touch them in front of Bill! Surelyhewon't let them put therecocks inme! HaveI letthis go too far already!Eyes closed, lost in thought, I had not paidanyattentionto what the guys where saying or doing. I was just about to get up when I listened to their conversation. "Bill you are so lucky to have a wife that.