. How are you?’ ‘Pretty good,’ she told me. She sounded lazy and just a little smug. I could guess why. ‘Are you alone?’ I asked. ‘Yes.... Jerry’s just this minute gone back to his room. I’m lying here, my legs still apart, feeling his cum trickling out of my cunt, wishing it was yours. Are you alone?’ ‘Helen left about thirty minutes ago.’ ‘Is your dick all sticky?’ ‘Definitely.’ ‘Are you feeling sleepy or do you want to talk for a bit?’ ‘Let’s talk.’ ‘Good. Are you still feeling. The fast dawning realisation that her fate was sealed was solidified in that moment. Even in the gloom, she managed to find a tiny positive. She would now be spared sex with the fat, greasy, smelly Billy and his appallingly ugly mate Arthur. Cruel though he was and despise him as she did; fit, hard Richard was the kind of man that could satisfy any woman. The appalling punishment that awaited her was unavoidable so given a straight choice between being rooted by Billy and Arthur or fucked by. John could clearly make out the outline of Lisa's body, lying on top of the bed. And the natural moonlight was reflected off her panties in such a way, that they seemed to be glowing in the darkened room."Would you mind if I turned on a light, so I can see?" John asked."Don't bother," Lisa said, with her hand already on the pull-chain of the little lamp next to her bed, "I'll do it for you." And she pulled down the small chain before remarking, "I know you guys really 'get off' on seeing what. I sent him some pictures of myself, at his request, so he knew what I looked like, and what to expect when we met. He gave me his address, and told me to dress how I would if I was going to work soon. He wanted me to look sexy, but classy. I chose a lacy black camisole, and a white skirt, with black stilettos. I pulled up my car to the gate, and punched in the code Sir had provided me with. I stopped the car in front of his house, and stepped out into the chilly night. It was already dark out,.