Once in position Lesley and Clair started to strip me…yanking my shirt till the buttons ripped and my tits covered in a lace black bra were revealed... then my skirt was disposed of. There I was shocked and frightened as to what lay ahead and then Lesley moved towards me with a knife she pressed it under my chin and then said…one word that’s all it will take and you will regret ever coming here..I then felt the knife draw slowly down my throat to my tits and between them I felt the blade press. I tried to stand up so that I could position myself in front of my mother, but my legs were weak and my knees were rubbery. I stumbled, and had to sit again to catch my balance."Oh sweetie! Are you alright?"I heard the sound of genuine concern in my mother's voice, and felt loved as she rubbed my knees. At that point, our eyes finally met, and the absurdity of the situation struck us both at the same time.We laughed, both of us, long and hard. The immeasurable tension had finally been lifted,. Genevieve’s laughter tinkled through the store.“You want me to get naked?” Diana opened her eyes, the world still spun, this might happen.“Diana, you’re my boss! What are you going to do to me?” Genevieve was playful, her voice full of bassy music. As she stood up and above Diana, it felt like one of the lost breezes of the summer had somehow found its way back to the store. Diana sat back and savored the success of her bold ask. Without another word, her employee pulled her shirt over her head. Daddy had been forced to open up the wall by the door just to get it slid inside. He had decided that right by the door would make a fine place to put it too. It was cast iron and weighed probably five hundred pounds or more. It was a wood burner, and wood wasn't something that we had a lot of around here. I liked it mostly because you could heat up a lot of water on top of that stove all at once. In the winter, I could fill a hot bath tub to the top before the first water had cooled down too.
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