She wiggled her hips and let the skirt drop down passed her knees and on to the ground. She stepped quickly out of that skirt then picked it up and li...ghtly removed some small twigs the skirt had collected from the ground. The garment was then folded up neatly and placed in a bag sitting in the car.Jennifer took a deep breath and looked down at her bare feet and underwear. She had on a lovely white pair of tight cotton panties with little red bunny rabbits printed all over them front and back.. He was muscular and broad of shoulders; his clothes, and the generally shabby state of the room, suggested that he was a servant here."You'd better leave," he said. "It's not smart of you to stay. If... If she finds you..." If who finds us," Moya Tilmitt asked."Temaile Daravon," Catheryne said.The man shuddered. "She enslaved me," he said. Then he smiled. "She gave me life."Moya Tilmitt frowned. "I don't understand." She taught me how to become pure, and holy," said the man, beaming. "I can.... "I look forward to having you lick your Mothers heels clean, before youshow her you're new room and all the pretty dresses, lingerie and make upI've got for you. Just when she looks as she can't take anymore, I'lltell her why you've moved out of our bedroom and into your new boudoir.After begging me to dress you in this manner, you've taken great pains tomake sure I'm taken care of in the love making department, so you'veinvited, Karl, into the relationship to make sure I'm well. He gave it a little spank and I whispered that I wanted to have him fuck me as people walked past the door. His eyes grew wider, possibly showing signs of shock at my drunken candour. He told me we should go back to his but I was past the point of no return and knew I had to have him now... Tequila makes me nasty...I bent over, waiting for him to take me from behind but he wouldn't... He did not even move. He just smiled his smug little smile at me, eyes twinkling in the darkness. He simply sat.