I stand about 6’5” with a very muscular build. My occupation is framing new homes. That’s where the muscle comes from, swinging a nail gun aroun...d all day long. I have built houses that value up to about $400,000, but that says nothing about my own home, which is a relatively small cabin back in the woods about 10 miles from town. My truck is another story though. I drive a relatively new Ford F-250 with 4 big and small driving lights on the front end, a chrome grill, and a chrome bumper. All. ”“The deal was affection, later. Now, you’re a slut and naked and you’ll do what I say.”Oh, shit. He had my dress and the keys. I fought down panic. How could I be so stupid? “I trust you Matthew,” I said, hinting that he should be trustworthy.He chuckled as we walked. We passed the down ramp and then the up ramp. We crossed the wide open space between the ramps and the car. Nothing bad happened. No other cars drove up onto that level, a guard didn’t come running, and a gang of frat boys. “No need to worry, even though she does look like that. And that’s the whole point isn’t it? Okay let’s go.”Grace walked next to Mia across the lot, in their short shorts and vests and runners. She wasn’t even wearing a bra, though Mia was or it’d have been too obvious. They reached the restaurant and Mia slowed so that Grace pushed the door open and went in first. In general, people didn’t look up, until Mia followed her in and then somehow Mia’s presence entered with her and most people. He lifted her head. He put the whip around her neck and pulled her up to him. She closed her eyes as she felt the rigid heat against her be- tween her breasts. He leaned forward to kiss her, long and searching, his tongue moving in gentle caresses. Slowly, he kissed her, lingering on every movement, capturing her, surround- ing her, enveloping her with a gossamer veil as if time seemed to slow, flowing like honey. She lost track of time and space. A slow fire began to burn low down in her.