He had never seen the man smoke before. Soon enough, a tired, middle-aged woman stepped off the elevator with a large trash can on wheels. Julio struc...k up a conversation with her in Spanish. At first the woman was hesitant, but she grew more animated as she shot her finger back and forth, making her points.Having run out of steam, she waved goodbye and took her empty trashcan back to the elevator."We could have hitched a ride up," Brendan said.Julio stubbed out his cigarette and threw it in the. But you know, these women are used to getting beaten up, they are used to problems. The quiet life doesn't make them happy either. You just have to be careful that they don't end up with too many bruises. You want them to be able to keep on working.I was a predator. I closely observed every woman I met. How can I use this one? Is she alone? Where does she live? Does she have relatives, does she have brothers? A girl walked by and in my mind I immediately put her behind a window or in a club.How. ‘Ok boss,’ he replied. We all moved to gather up our stuff. Ten girls piled into the bedroom to change. I couldn’t help but stare at their bodies. Pretty manicured toes, long thin legs, tight round asses, tone stomachs, bulging breasts and lips and eyes that could make any man a slave. I felt like shit. Alana talked loudest. ‘His cock is fucking amazing, I swear,’ she pulled off her bra and her full tits barely dropped. ‘Oh shit,’ she exclaimed running a finger over her brown nipple. ‘There’s. She was secretly glad that her relationship with Ben was based on far more than just sex - although the sex was wonderful she had to admit."Ben and I see each other as parts of a whole. I really love him and he loves me. I wouldn't feel complete without him; he's my twin, my other half, my mate. We share everything. In a way I'm jealous of you now because there's nothing I'd like better than knowing I was carrying his - no, OUR - baby inside me. That would be so beautiful." You're the lucky.