I pull in front of her house when she asks, “when were you going to tell me you were leaving Saturday,” she asks.“Last Saturday when I wanted to... spend the day with you now get out,” I say.“What happened to that sweet guy I fell in love with,” she asks.“He keeps getting hurt, now please get the fuck out,” I say.As she is crying she gets out of the car and says, “I know you still love me and we’re not over, I love you.” I pull away without looking back.Thursday night, I’m looking in the mirror. They loaded their cum in my ass and pussy with a huge grunt.I was exhausted and slept for some time.I woke up at 9:00 pm in the night with a slap on my face.Alex : come on baby next round.Dan : Alex, get her to the balcony.The balcony was big and facing the sea. No one can see us (I think so).I took Dan’s dick in mouth and Alex fucked my pussy. After some time Alex came in pussy and asked Dan to take his place.Dan : no, she is very good at sucking. I want her to drink my cum.I sucked him for. Better tits than the last one."He hung up and tossed the phone to her."Don't lose that number. Save it as your new work number."He then stood up as the train came to a stop, and got out. She watched him pass the window without a glance in her direction. The train began, again.She stared out the dark window until she was brought out of her trance by someone, and she looked at him, out of focus until the words set in."Tickets, miss?"She realised she had no money or card."You know, it's a serious. That and occasional sexual bouts with Cutler. These had become rarer and rarer, until the Foundling showed up. Now he seemed re-energized. Which was another reason Cutler hated the Foundling. Who wanted a man who was good in the sack only when fantasizing about another woman?It was late on a Friday afternoon, when Cutler looked into the small auditorium where the sex clinic clients sat to watch the Foundling perform. The auditorium was empty, but there, on the other side of the glass, artfully.