As Chloe stood up to make a coffee Tiffany saw that she was wearing a black lace, slash mini dress with an open back and her hair was brushed back in ...a ponytail, she looked absolutely stunning.“Chloe, can we please speak about yesterday?” Tiffany asked.Chloe gave her a big smile and answered. “There’s no reason to I know why you thought what you did and had it of been me I’d probably of said the same.” Hearing Chloe say that made Tiffany feel better as she thought that there might have been an. “Look up.” Miguel ordered. Jenna , kneeling, hands behind her back, naked, looked up.Jenna was fearful, she never knew what Miguel had in store for her. Miguel towered over her.He made her kneel looking at him. He had his kicker boots, heavy jeans, gang shirt and vest.He reached down and ran his hand through her hair. “How is my little Bitch doing.”“I am well Miguel. I am glad you are here.” She had to call him Miguel. Miguel gave her a key to unlock her chain. “Get up. “ Jenna. You two sure sound like you're having fun." We are, dear, and we think you should be enjoying the fun and enjoyment of sex now that you're getting to be sixteen." We know, of course, that you've been masturbating for some years now and having orgasms that you give yourself. Those are quite lovely, even sometimes, quite wonderful, but when you have intercourse, with his penis sliding so wonderfully in and out of you, well, it's indescribable, just the most pleasurable thing imaginable." And, we. "Sit down. I want to talk to you."She sat down and crossed her legs. She moved smoothly, comfortably. She didn't show any signs of fear or concern.I sat next to her but without touching and studied her face for a moment. I had a lot of questions and asked the most logical one first, "What are you doing here?"She blinked long lashes, but didn't say anything.I looked at the door again. It was locked. The music thumped through the room, making it difficult for anyone to overhear us. I turned back.