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flicked
his wrist at Tina and, moving forward slightly so that she was
in the light, she began to undress.
    He watched through hooded eyes as she slowly unclipped
the brooch at her throat and put it carefully in her pocket
before removing her jacket and her blouse, allowing them to
fall in a disregarded heap at her feet. Her movements were
graceful, seductive even, as she slowly slipped the button at
the side of her waistband out of the buttonhole and opened
the zip.
    Maggie watched, mesmerised, as the other woman eased the
skirt down over her narrow hips. She was wearing a full-length
white slip underneath and she stood quietly, submissively,
before the cynical gaze of the man on the bed, as if waiting for
his command.
    Maggie judged her to be in her early forties, though her
body was still taut and firm, well cared for. She was small
boned and delicate, her short, stylishly cut brown hair leaving
her neck exposed. Her skin was lent a pale pink, pearlised
sheen by the glow of the red light bulb so that it looked fragile,
almost translucent.
    'Pretty, isn't she?' Antony breathed in her ear.
    Maggie nodded, transfixed. She felt uncomfortably voyeuristic,
watching the tableau below, yet she could not tear her
eyes away. She gasped as Judd suddenly swore, graphically,
making the woman flinch.
    'What are you waiting for?'
    He jabbed a cigarette between his teeth and struck a match.
The flickering flame seemed to mesmerise Tina so that she
jumped when he shook the match and extinguished it.
    'Get it off,' he snarled, blowing a thick stream of smoke at
her.
    Very slowly, Tina pushed the straps off each shoulder in turn
and let the slip fall in a silky pool around her feet. Maggie
sucked in her breath. Underneath the smart, ordinary clothes,
Tina was wearing a garish red, push-up bra which gathered
up her small breasts and thrust them forward. Her ripe, red-tipped
nipples peeped obscenely over the top as if she was
offering them to the man on the bed.
    A cheap black lace suspender belt encircled her slim waist
and held up her sheer black stockings. She was still wearing
her high-heeled black court shoes and Maggie's eyes were
drawn to the slender length of her legs from her ankles up to
her stocking tops and beyond to where the gently rounded
globes of her buttocks were displayed in shiny red satin panties,
edged with scratchy black lace.
    'Whore!' Judd hissed and Tina hung her head.
    'Turn around.'
    Tina jumped to obey and, although Maggie knew she couldn't
be seen watching through the two-way mirrors, she drew back
in her seat. She could see Tina's face now and understood at
once the intent expression in her eyes. Her lips parted slightly
as she turned away from Maggie again and bent over from the
waist. Maggie was unexpectedly shocked to see that the red
panties were crotchless.
    From the position that Tina had automatically adopted, legs
straight, thighs together, her breasts spilling out of their inadequate
restraint, Maggie could clearly see the shadow between
her buttocks and the tender, pink-lipped triangle of flesh
beneath. The dark pubic hair shielded her secret places coyly,
curling delicately round her outer lips.
    Judd opened a can of beer. The sharp crack followed by a
gassy hiss sounded unnaturally loud. He took a swig before
jumping off the bed and sauntering round her, looking her up
and down with exaggerated menace.
    'Legs apart,' he shouted, his scowl deepening as Tina shook
her head slightly and pressed her face into her shoulder. 'Do
we have to go through this every time?' he asked with exaggerated
patience.
    He sat down on the bed in front of Tina so that she could
see him, though she did not move. As the silence continued,
Maggie could see the barely imperceptible shaking of Tina's
shoulders. Judd waited for a few minutes more before swearing
under his breath and suddenly leaping to his feet.
    'Very well. Though I don't see why you don't do as you're
told immediately since you know you'll do it anyway – in