? He loved her, but she could be a fuckingbitch.? He smirked, she certainly wasabout to be fucked bitch.? ?Turn aroundElla,? he said sternly.?What???G...et on the floor, on your knees,and turn around.?Ella did as she was told,recognizing the seriousness in his voice.?She wasn?t scared though, if anything it only served to make her wetter.? Now it was her firm belly pushed up againstthe slope of the leather seat.? Jamiereached around her front and flopped her breasts over on top of the seat.? The. Thirsting after a long while, he drank the water down in gulps. Its bitter aftertaste lingering in his throat. Afterward, to his immense inner anger he noticed that there was no waste bucket or floor drain should he need to relieve himself. He needed to think and keep his mind clear. No foolish mistakes. He knew this was a deadly dance, innocent or not, and it was his turn on the dance card. After an uncomfortable and cold eternity in the cell, he heard footsteps walking down the corridor. The. "You forgot didn't you? We are going for a drink with my boss andhis wife," she said sounding a bit exasperated by it all."Oh babe, it slipped my mind," he said as he got up and kissed heron the lips. "I'll be five minutes just grab a wash and change, youwant a drink?" he said as he turned towards the stairs."I'll have a coffee," Amanda said looking directly at me. I thinkshe liked the thought of treating me like the hired help, gave hersome kind of power kick. Obediently I put the coffee cup. "I thought about stopping to pick out a new suit but ... I don't like to wear them without washing them first." Yeah," Elizabeth agreed as the quartet headed to the kitchen. "When we took Lupe to buy some underwear last week, I saw some really creepy chicks there. They were pawing around the swimwear section and I'm sure they didn't wear underwear when trying them on. I'm not sure they even own a pair of panties, let alone wear them with any regularity." I was thinking more about girls like.