“That sounds great I said.”We finished dinner and left for home. When we got there I stopped at the door and ask, “what is your pleasure tonigh...t Master?”“Put on a sexy night gown I know you own and come to my room after your shower.”I was surprised because we did not do this. I went to shower and cleaned up, brushed my teeth, dried my hair and then put on a sexy black number. I went quietly to David’s room knocking on the door softly. “Enter.”I opened the door to find candles lit all over. ‘Katrina must’ve been on my mind when I placed the order.’ ‘How could you, Antoine?’ she asked between sobs. ‘Listen, we’ve been divorced for eight years now, but she was my first love.’ Inez curled her unkissed lips and hurled the box into the street, where it and the bracelet met their fate beneath the front wheel of a medallion taxi. She snarled in Antoine’s direction but could only drop her head in defeat to his ex-wife’s indelible presence. He had not attempted to retrieve the gift, only. “I think you’re sick, not evil. If you’re ever going to listen to one thing I tell you ever again, please make it this: get professional help.”“I’m not sure I can talk about this now.” I turned back towards my room, then a thought struck me. “What’s going to happen with our living situation? Am I going to have to move?”Chris sighed. “I know our contracts have twelve-month leases, so kicking you out is not fair to either you or the landlord. If it were only unfair to you, I’d do it.” he pointed. Her cunt had dried since Reg had used it, and, gee whiz, I didn't have any lube in the apartment, so I just rammed my erection into her. She screamed in pain, which almost made me cum right then and there, but I was determined to prolong my little girl's ordeal.As I moved in and out of her suddenly-lubricated slit (whore!), I took to reminiscing out loud."Remember the first time?" I asked. She didn't respond; her eyes had glazed over. "You were twelve. Your bitch mother couldn't satisfy me, so.