I poured us each a glass of wine and casually invited our friend back to our bedroom under the guise of showing him the new curtains we had recently a...dded. I encouraged my wife to remove her heels, and we stood around talking as my wife pulled the bedspread back and sat on the side of the bed since her feet were sore from the heels. I kept her wine glass filled as she giggled at our friends jokes. I was excited to watch as my wife sat chatting with our friend, the hem of her dress had risen up. He smiled and stroked his cock through his pants. That girl was amazing.(_)(_)(_) When his cell phone rang, Alan sat up instantly. “Hello?” he answered. “Hey,” Angel said. “Babe. I have haven't heard from you in a while. What's up?” The other end of the line was quiet for a while. He knew what silence meant. It never led to good things. “I'm moving away. My parents are sending me to live with my aunt in Ohio. I'm so sorry.” The pain in his chest was almost indescribable. He fought tears and. ’ With a smile I reach up and touch my cheek. So still even now, here, a tear can fall at the memory of the happy, dirty, emaciated, smiling faces of the other prisoners who released me. The joy in those men who had been as I locked into the dark to wait for death, only to be born anew. And that was what it was like. Being born. Those first steps from my cell, the bright light, the pain of it. Those hardy slaps on the back by other prisoners, the terrible turmoil of noise and sounds that. Get up. I have a lot of work to do and you know how I hate it when someone selfishly wastes my time.’ I moaned with regret. ‘i’m sorry, Sir,’ I croaked. You pulled me up, smiled and said, ‘it’s okay, pet. I will punish you for your hesitation and you will do better next time.’ I knew you would keep your word and I shivered with anticipation. I worked beside you all morning, handing you the tools you requested, getting you water when you needed it and feeling gratified that I could serve you..