They didn't have me wear a bra, since Suzie didn't own any- preferring to go "all natural." What a slut. And no sexy lingerie was used either- she cri...ed that it would be all stretched out and icky.From a top drawer, they brought out a white T-shirt. It looked exactly like a male T-shirt. I seriously wondered about the mental health of my captors at this point. What did they mean by "making me look like a whore"? Suddenly, my mind went numb as Suzie pulled out the worst garment yet- a pair of. .. I still have all the beans to shell. Oh, well, those weeds and brambles in the valley are probably still wet, anyway."After tying several of the onion plants together, he hung the resulting "rope" from a peg that he had driven into the cave wall well into the area where no light ever reached. It didn't take long to tie the rest of the onion plants and hang them in a similar manner.Hefting a deeper box, he also put it into the perpetually dark area of the cave. Cutting the plants off an inch. Then she felt something down by her belly. Was it his hand she asked herself? It had gone beneath her top. She felt his hand on her belly. She loved it. He was feeling her tummy. No, he was going further up. She felt it touching her…her bra. Ohhhhhh wow…he was…he is touching my tit and bra, she told herself as she changed positions so she could rest on her back. His hand was on her tit and moving all over it too. “Mmmmmm, I love that. I really do Jerrod. Feel free to do what you want, okay?”. Finally though we were in the lounge of the cottage and I flopped down on the bed settee she'd brought especially for me until I was able to get up the stairs again.Pushing me gently onto my back, she kissed me tenderly."Did you enjoy that?" Brilliant sweet Jen," I said softly, "It was a great night, thank you." Was?"She stood up and slipped the gown off her shoulders."I've got news for you mister."She stepped out of it and stood there proudly, hands on hips, naked breasts glistening with a.