“Is it really that bad?”Mandy realized that she was staring, and quickly looked up at his face.“Oh, no!” she said. “It’s not bad, not at a...ll! It’s just… whow! And it’s not even hard!”“It doesn’t get much bigger, only more straight,” David said.“Let me see how it looks like hard!”“What?” You want me to—?”“Do you want me to fix you up or not?” Mandy cut in , trying to look stern, which wasn’t easy since she had a big, fat grin over her face.Blushing like a fire engine, David sat down next to her. This time I didn't even ask for transport; just for permission to go there. Roger didn't object too much either especially as the non-physical link we had in the IT office was extended to outside with the exception that if I passed him on to another girl, he had to be linked to her. In any case I had largely recovered from my ordeal in prison, although there was still residual pain, and we were both much fitter now than when we came, thus the journey proved far less gruelling. Even being. .. "Call me whore." What did you say little girl?" He asked with a weakened smile on his face."Call me your whore." I repeated with a little bit more power in my voice, not enough to strain myself but enough for him to hear me.He moaned and then exclaimed... "Anything you want, though I thought it was obvious that you were, you didn't have to tell me. So get your ass upstairs and get in the shower with me before my wife comes back from work."I stood there in a semi-shocked dazed, and then I. I reached Nagercoil on 14th morning sharp by 11 and found her already waiting for me.She had lied to her parents that she was going on a trip with her friends. We boarded the bus by 4 after having lunch together. All throughout the lunch, I couldn’t help myself from staring at her beautiful face and her sexy assets. We passed mischievous smiles every now and then.I felt like booking a room somewhere near the bus stand and finish what we were about to do in Ooty. But I wanted to enjoy the.