‘I’ll make it up to you.’ A light laugh escaped her and she shook her head. ‘Don’t worry about it, Zane. This is what we agreed to.’ Silen...ce greeted her words and she bit her bottom lip to keep from taking it back. It wasn’t all right but she didn’t know what else to say. Zane shifted beside her and she looked over to see him sitting up on the edge of the bed. ‘I didn’t agree to use you this way.’ ‘Where are you going?’ ‘To bed. I didn’t think you’d want me to stay.’ There was hurt in his tone,. ‘There’s a lady in the nearby village, name of Mrs. Hampton, she comes in once or twice a week to keep it clean and aired for me. I told her I was coming, and asked her if she could put a large pot of stew on the simmer for me…’ He dropped the bags gently to the floor, and took a step towards her. His dark eyes were glittering in a most disconcerting way, and Izzy stepped back nervously. ‘Oh?’ she asked cautiously. ‘Were you expecting to get that hungry?’ He smiled blandly at her, making her. It must be related to the guys seeing her in her transparent bikini. She squirted more soap onto the washcloth and continued to explore her breasts, lightly caressing each in turn with the soap-slickened terrycloth. Her nipples were dark and hard, extending half an inch from her breasts. The areolas were covered with bumps and had darkened to a plum color. Each touch was nearly painful, sending bolts through her body and heightening her anxiety. Finally too excited to continue, she let her hand. Slowly, whilst continuing to suck and gently bite her breasts, he moved his right hand over her stomach and started to place his hand along her thigh. Before she knew it, his hand was up her skirt heading towards her now very wet panties, as he stroked her on the outside of her panties she gasped. “Very nice and wet Cathy. That is a good sign,” he sighed. Suddenly they were pushed to the side and his fingers were both inside her, playing with her clit, all the time sucking at her nipples. Cathy.