The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

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Monday April 28, 2014

Ruby spent her days by the pool now. Oh she never went *in* the pool, she couldn’t take off the shoes for one thing and she certainly couldn’t risk getting her hair or makeup wet.

No, since she had brought her to his secluded home, she was focused on one thing only. Being ready any time he might want to use her. Once she had been floating on the inflatable mattress *in* the pool when he had come out to fuck her and it had taken a whole minute for her to paddle her way back to the edge of the pool. She had almost panicked and fallen in, which would have been far worse.

It was much better for her to simply walk around the pool, crossing her feet in front of each other, swaying her hips and playing with her hair. Just in case he came out.

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