Again she let out a moan. Alexandra's wet fingers rubbed in a small circle around her clit, smearing the juice they had just collected all over her lo...ve bump. When Alexandra felt her fingers get dry again, she moved them down to collect some more moisture. There was plenty there she knew, which gave her an idea. Abruptly she removed her hand from her youthful friend's panties. Her fingers still covered in juice. Ivana had done this a couple of times to her, she wanted to do it to her this time.. Affectionately, EricaShe had left her number, a cell by the look of it, and I found that my dishwasher and washing machine were both finished. The soaps looked pretty expensive, and I felt a tang of guilt as I loaded the dryer. I didn't deserve this kindness.My headache was dulling after a few cups of brown sludge, and checking a clock, noticed it was Saturday morning. I had slept for two days on a tile floor, but I felt better than I had since that bitch had told me I wasn't worth another. “Maybe I should have you take care of that too while you have your tools out.”I said nothing and indicated she should turn around. She did and braced herself against the shower wall. I soaped up my hands and rubbed them over her shoulders and across her back and down over her ass and back up again. She moaned as I massaged her back and ass. More as I played over her ass than across her back, but she seemed to enjoy it equally. I bent down and washed her legs, sliding my hands up the inside of. “So you accept this service fully aware that it will lead to your death?” the Two-Sided One asked.“Yes,” Oscar answered knowing that by his answer, he was accepting his death.“Why?”Oscar was silent while trying to formulate an answer. After five minutes, he looked up at the Two-Sided One with tears in his eyes. He answered, “When I began my service to the God, I was about to be killed. The years since then have been the happiest of my life. They were years that I would not have had without the.