" Okay," she said.We worked together. At first the lid stubbornly refused to move, but then one corner gave and I knew the battle was over. The lid po...pped off. Inside was a stack of pictures, a little diary, some old coins, a few other little bits of the kinds of things that young girls have collected forever."MY pictures," she said. "Grandma was going to help me put them in an album. I tried to get Mom to buy me one." Are they something you want to share with me?" I'd love to, baby," she said.. "I told you that my girls were a bit of a handful, but darling so am I, given half a chance."Chapter 2 NextChapter 2Back in HarnessI was rather confused as I dressed and went downstairs for breakfast that morning. Fortunately the rain had cleared, and the wind had dropped and the sun was making a watery appearance through a few wispy clouds. There was a sort of atmosphere of excitement at the breakfast table and I felt that was the cause of it. The girls wanted to get at me, and Anne I guessed,. Japanese men love an obedient school girl, doing just as her master wishes. Over the next 20mins, I finally managed to get my fist inside me, my pussy stretched. I was so raw, tears streaming down my face&hellip, it was hurting so bad, but at the same time, I wanted to please my master. Magnificent the Japanese man claimed, and blew his load down his slaves throat. Great show Lucas, you do have a treasure. Until next time, we need to fuck our pets now. And soon, master disconnected the line.. Whatever - the need to feel pain, to release, to let go and finally express grief about something. But her remorse was derived from some obligation to feel sadness for the loss of her father, not out of any deep love or affection she actually felt for him.“He was such an asshole,” she said still hugging the box. “All my life, he never let up on me. Not once. I know he saw Mommy in me and hated me for it. And I hated him for that. For that stupid idiotic hang-up of his.”“Oh, come on, Marlo, that.