’ Lynn mumbled under her breath as the old Indian woman walked beside Lynn and took her by the arm gently. Leading Lynn back to the table. ‘For yo...u … ten dollars,’ the old Indian woman said. She let go of Lynn’s arm and reached across the table. Picked up the rock that lay on the feathered trinket, raised the Dream Catcher and turned. She handed it to Lynn as if certain she would go for the price reduction. ‘Ten dollars?’ Lynn said reluctant and with a calculating mind. She finally surmised the. Mind you on this day I was feeling confident and wore a nice short black skirt with black high thighs and a soft blue silk top. As I entered info into the pc I was kicked back in my chair with my feet propped up on my desk. Seeing me leaning back cleavage as far as the eye could see and my stockings exposed up my thigh I was definitely comfortable.A half hour passed when I heard a gasp and turned to find the last tech standing staring at me with the most devilish grin. Of course it was Derek.. That caused its own problem; her full weight was now resting on her pussy, against two sharp hinged pieces of metal. She held out as long as she could and then pulled her thighs closer together, so they were in contact with the metal sheets and pinpricks. She began to cry. The pain was intense, but Peter’s betrayal hurt more. Was this him trying to get through the hole? She hadn’t been able to tell. She didn’t know if she wanted it to be him, she just wanted to be home, in bed. The pain became. .." she was unable to finish. "Mistakes u bitch then what is this?" he said as he showed his hand. Monica was shocked by seeing the sex increment pills packet. "U bitch u showed your true colors and better get into a prostitute market and sell yourself". He said rudely. Monica overpowered him and said "Mind your language. U r talking to your mother". Ronnie again overpowered her and shouted "which mother that which fucked her own son??!!!” This time tears rolled out of her eyes and leaning on.