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unsnapped her garters and nearly ripped the stockings as he slipped a finger in one of the shoes and slowly removed it. She noticed he had one heel in his fist, pulling it in and out. He met her gaze, smiled and removed the mate. After he accepted the stockings from her, she followed him across the room.
    “Unfasten your dress.”
    She unbuttoned the front of her dress down to her waist. As she started unbuckling the belt he said, “No, that’s far enough.” And he pulled her arms out of the sleeves, folding the dress back over her waist. His breathing quickened as he fumbled with her brassiere.
    She said, “Here, let me.” She unhooked it.
    He took it from her. “Face the radiator.”
    She did.
    He gently tied a silk stocking around each of her wrists, then tied the opposite ends around the legs of the radiator on both sides. This cause her to bend in half as she tried to remain standing as she wrapped her fingers around the top of the radiator.
    “Don’t you want me to lie down on the floor or something?”
    “No. We don’t have a radio to bend you over, so the radiator will have to do, juicy Lillian .” He flipped her skirt up to her waist and yanked her panties off. She stepped out of them. He licked the cotton crotch and tossed them toward the fire. They landed on the edge of the hearth, sizzling before igniting. He helped her bare feet into the red shoes. She spread her legs, getting a good footing.
    Kneeling, he took her brassiere and looped one strap around her left ankle, then pulled her other leg close and looped the other. “Comfortable?”
    “No, not really. I feel like a rag doll, trying to stand up.”
    “Are you in discomfort then? Let me know and we’ll regroup.”
    “No, I guess I’m okay.”
    She felt his whiskers against her thighs, briskly rubbing as his hands grabbed her rear end, squeezing the plump flesh then pulling it apart in the center. “You are so beautiful Miss Davis.”
    She shivered. Scared of what was to come. Embarrassed at his view. Validated that the right man had finally said I love you. And even if he didn’t mean it, she needed to hear it. And even if she didn’t mean it, he needed to hear it.
    “What if the radiator kicks on?” she asked. She turned her head away from it.
    “Doubtful. It’s summertime.”
    Della giggled. She heard the sucking noises as his tongue lapped in and out of her secret keeper. Deeper it went each time. She was sore and this soothed her newly used muscle. He pulled his tongue out and slowly licked upwards, momentarily lingering over her other orifice. She shuddered.
    He slipped a finger inside her frothy womanhood and said, “Relax Miss Davis. There is nothing to be afraid of. I love you. I will never ever harm you.” He maneuvered a second finger inside and then began working her clitoris with his thumb.
    She swayed and cooed. Embarrassed and loving it. “How do you know so much?”
    “I was made to love you,” he said in his oh so sexy low voice.
    She whimpered when he pulled his hand away.
    Agent Jones sat on the floor with his back to hers, untied her feet and grabbed both of her ankles. He pushed his head between her knees, shoving it up to her crotch. She sat on his shoulders. As his mouth sucked on her clitoris, his hands found her breasts. He squeezed them in a circular motion as she moaned and writhed. He pinched both nipples as she screamed in pleasure. He body trembled and she went limp with her face smashed against the peeling paint on the radiator.
    “Are you all right?”
    “I love you. I love you. I love you.” She did.
    He untied her hands. He scooped her into his arms and carried her to the fire, gently lowering her on her back, centering her bottom on his jacket.
    He brushed the hair from her cheek and kissed her forehead.
    “I wish I knew how to do wonderful things for you. I mean I know how, well, I’ve heard how, but I haven’t really...much...I’m a good girl.”
    “You’re my good girl, Della. You can