Tom’s attention quickly moved from the risks of her latest idea and back to her sexy legs and that yellow dress. Tom tried to kiss her legs, but Han...ah kept them tantalisingly just of reach. “What about we just go and look, I won’t close the door unless you tell me.” Still fixated by the dress, Tom just nodded without really thinking. While still sitting on top of him, Hannah unlocked the cuff from around Tom’s wrist. Finally seeing his chance for freedom, Tom quickly pushed her over on to. The driver muttered something about crossing over the whole ofLondon. It was then that I noticed it was the same taxi that had taken meto Master Kurt's house. Coincidence?Although I felt a little uneasy about this, I was too tired to thinkclearly and started to doze.I woke with a start when the taxi stopped. It wasn't my local highstreet; it was a deserted car park next to some woods. The sky hadbrightened somewhat, but it wasn't light by any means.As I was looking around the cabbie got out and. He was not done with me.As I regained full consciousness, I saw Tom was sitting next to me fully awake. I was lying on my stomach with my arms above my head. He was looking at me with a gaze at the same time tender and lustful. "Hello there gorgeous, finally back?" he said. I did not know what to say as I stared at my bound wrists. He had used his necktie. It was not so tight that it would hurt but yet, I could not get away. I did not try too hard to get away either. He caressed my back first. “April tells me you want me to sing with her in front of lots of people. Michael, I don’t know if I can do that or not?”“Can’t you sing?” I asked.“You should hear her voice,” my proud sounding younger brother said, “Sing something for him, why don’t you, please, Mary?”I got up and sat in front my almost former keyboard, asking “What do you know, Miss Nicholas?”That made her giggle, as April handed her one of my songbooks to look through.“Can you play anything in this book?” she asked me.“Yes.
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