I told Sam, when she woke up, that her safety was more important thananything else in my life. I had decided that I would protect her. Shewas the most... important thing in my life and if it meant humiliation andbeing shunned by everyone, if it meant sacrificing my masculinity andrisking losing her love, I would still go ahead with the wager. I wassorry but my mind was made up. It was clear that Sam had also thoughtlong and hard after her ordeal."Tom, I know that we are stuck with the wager. I. ‘Yes. Yes. Definitely,’ he said. Angie grinned. ‘Excellent,’ she said contentedly, tossing down her pad, pen and glasses. And out came the phone plug. ‘Oh, yes, and Dennis, do you have to be anywhere else after this today?’ ‘Uh, no…not for a while, anyway,’ he replied. ‘Not until 6:00.’ ‘Ah, good, well, I can promise you it definitely won’t take that long.’ She went into a drawer in her desk that didn’t get opened very often. ‘Now to start off,’ she began, taking out a small bottle, ‘We’re. I comply, so now my body is on view... I shave so I have no hair down their at all... if I did it would be blond like the rest of my hair. I have shaved since I was fourteen and I prefer it to natural. He uses his left hand to play with my nipples making me moan deeply as he does my knees buckle slightly but I manage to stay on my feet. He smiles liking what he is hearing as well as seeing as it turns out. His other hand finds my cunt and I cry out as he massages my clitoris hips bucking as he. We kissed, bodies pressed together, and as his hand quickly found its way under my tunic and onto my right tit, so mine reached inside his coat and squeezed his dick through his underwear. ‘Mmm!’ I murmured, my mouth half-full of Tim’s tongue. ‘I’ll have to do something about this iron rod later.’ ‘Not now, Frank?’ Tim replied, in a plaintive little voice, mock-pouting his lip at me as he rubbed himself against my hand while pinching my nipple. He used his pet name for me mercilessly, knowing.