” She did so, leaning her back against the wall and keeping her legs wide, and his hands moved up the front of her dress, slowly over her breasts, s...queezing them as he stared her down. “Okay. You’re good to go.” “Thanks Jamal,” she said, winking at the man. Had she been here before? And did that guy just finger her? My cock was hardening in my pants and as we walked inside together, she shot a smile my way. “I hope you still like dancing.” We picked a table in the corner and she told me she’d. She looked me in the eyes and didn’t say a thing. She started to cry and laid her head onto my neck and chest. I embraced her and held her wondering if either of us could really make something like this work with so much baggage between us. We stayed like this for some time until her crying subsided and she broke the embrace by pulling back and looking into my eyes with here iceberg blue eyes.“I want to pursue this, us. I want to take a chance, with you and I want you to take a chance with. She has also stashed lube and pain ointment in back of the bathroom drawers. She never used it before but there is an empty tube in back of that-must have missed that. While she is passed out I check out her underside- she is pink and inflamed and her butthole is puckered. But she has not bought birth control otherwise. Why ? the consequences are too severe. She disappears one day for a doctors appointment out of town and comes back with a few samples of birth control, but never opens them. Was. Gerard had found it, and why he had been to so much trouble.M. Gerard entered without knocking. "How are you, are you sore?" Only slightly thank you." she said sarcastically.."Will you take breakfast to M.Stainforth please?" he asked."I'm not your slave!" she snapped, but he looked so hurt at her comment that she immediately relented."Of course, I'll just get dressed." Yes, there is a maids uniform here, take it now please, milk and toast and condoms." he explained, "He needs comfort."She.