"Just seeing how easy it is," he told me, and then his hands went around my waist and just like that he picked me up and sat me on the table. I think I mentioned that he had muscles. He picked me up as easily as though I'd been a child. As soon as my bum hit the table the rotten swine had hold of my jeans again and just peeled them right off. My panties went with them. All I was wearing was some socks, my shoes having slipped off and were now inside the legs of my jeans.

"You can't do things like that," I protested.

I was...