"Don't worry ladies, we've finished with you," the man holding Julia said."This time..." Liz's captor cut in."But we've got two new playmates to deal ...with." Liz could see the look of fear on Julia's face as her captor said the word playmate. She was feeling scared herself but wasn't going to show it, if she could help it. "Right ladies, through to the office." He said as he wrenched Liz forward by her arm, slamming her against the door frame as he pushed her forward. The impact stunned Liz and. Dark brown eyes pierced mine above a perfect pixie nose and a sparkling smile. Her jaw was slightly squared and her cheekbones were those of a model. Fran is in her mid-thirties, slender with short blond hair and blue eyes. She’s friendly but not flirty, but more than one male customer has tried to lure her into cheating on her husband. I took a seat in the nearest chair as Fran brought me up to date on her latest marital and financial problems. “My husband got laid off and has been spending. The skirt fell to my feet. One of them, I think Tommo, had picked up my lipstick and was writing 'cissy' and 'girlie-boy' on my blouse."Boys don't cry," said Meathead as he gave me a little push on the chest. It wasn't much but I was as helpless as a leaf and I fell over backwards. "Come on, let's give him a good kicking," he said.I felt a boot in the ribs and another in the kidneys. I thought I was going to die. Then Tommo said, "Stop it lads. It's not right to kick a girl." Meathead grabbed. As she turned, she said, "That's what you get for staring at your sisters ass." Seeing the blood, she set the basket at the top of the steps and stepped down to see how I was doing. She set down on the step just above my head with a foot parked on either side of my head and gingerly touched my cheek near my nose.As I raised my head to say, "I'm OK," I realized that I was staring right at her crotch from about 6 inches away. She had the start of a cameltoe going. Oh god. It was better than her.