Like they were to talk. I'd seen some of their wives. Trust me, some of these dudes were married to women who'd make a dildo go limp. Yeah, Z may have... had some meat on her bones, but deep down she was a sweet heart who was also kind of a tomboy. Z was a little chunky, but she had a pretty face and long brunette hair. Her breast were perfect for a lady her size.So this asshole Alec was really giving her a hard time. Alec was kind of a dirt bag. He'd brag that ever time his daughter brought home. Thin spaghetti straps and a low neckline and back, I love this dress. All in stockings and heels, no underwear at all of course.The taxi arrived at our restaurant in Winchester in plenty of time for our 8 o'clock reservation. We were shown to our table to work our way through a delightful meal and a couple of bottles of wine.We arrived at the nightclub around ten, a few more drinks then danced the night away until the early hours.We had plenty of offers from various guys and a few girls but it. ”“Good,” he smiled. “Go look in the mirror.”Rachel stood, her legs a little shaky as she took her first steps. She made her way to the mirror and Marcus followed her.“Turn around,” Marcus ordered.Rachel gasped as she caught the reflection of her backside. Both cheeks were bright, cherry red and had visible handprints. Marcus smiled as he admired his work, pulling her cheeks apart and squeezing them hard. “Put on your lace thong—the yellow one. Take a picture of your ass.”Rachel grabbed her. 600/-.Me: So what can I do?Ragini: can u plz courier it to me, I’ll transfer the money in your a/c.Me: No problem, tell me your addressRagini: But if u send it at my home, so my parents will doubt on me.Me: ThenRagini: Plz send at my office address. That I will tell you later.(And reader then she gave her personal mobile number to call her at 05:30pm.)At around 05:30 or 05:45pm I called her, she picked the call.Me: Ragini, Chhavi hereRagini: Hi ChhaviMe: Tell me your office address for.