*~~Chapter Twenty-Eight~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

I tried to eat as slowly as I could, but Logan picked up on this. He told me to finish up before he did or I'd regret it. I was forced to rush. I ate and went upstairs to clean up. Logan instructed that I wear something flimsy, and the only thing I had of the sorts was a dress from my high school days that doesn't fit well. It's extra tight, and if I crouch it goes up my thighs.

I don't feel comfortable in this. We went into the living room, and he examined me.

“Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all. You don't look the best but you're not bad. Turn for me.”

I felt like I was a common whore to him. I turned slowly, letting him take in my body in the small black dress. It was alot longer when I was sixteen. Not anymore though. My twenty four year old body has filled it out more prominently.

“Bend, show me your ass.”

I tipped my upper body forward, the dress rode up revealing my underwear and presenting my behind to Logan. His hand reached out, running over my ass. Then to