. Wow... that was... intense. She looked down at me andsmiled, "And I didn't even kiss you, did I, whore?" With that, she slidoff of my cock and laid ...next to me on the bed. "Clean yourself up a bit.Mix me a drink and come back here." I rolled off of the bed and attemptedto stand in my heels. Taking the glass off the dresser, I attempted myfemme walk as I left, feeling her eyes on the back of my head.I went to the kitchen and grabbed some ice from the freezer and droppedit into the glass. I. Please let me describe myself as I was then, I was short (about 1m 75cm I don't know how many feet that is) but I wasn't skinny, I wasn't fat either, you see, I was a rugby player, for those of you who aren't familiar with it, it's like a very tough American football but without the extra padding they use, so I was very muscled. (More like the body of a swimmer, since I also swam a lot.) I lived (and live) in a country in South America, let's keep it anonymous, and I went to the best school. "Change of plans.Go play a video game with Ry.I have some.....business to take care of with Hunter.Get out." I told him with a blank expression.He got out and he followed Hunter and I into the house.Once we got in, he slapped my ass.I didn't care.He used to do that all the time."Have fun, kiddo.Save some for me later, okay?" He said as he pulled me to him.I stretched up to give him a hickey.He clearly enjoyed it.Hunter had to pull me off of him."Hey, back off for a minute.You're mine for now.". She has heard about the thing with Dan and that I have stayed the night with you. I didn't tell her that I was your sex slave."I said, "Oh shit. If they get here after driving for four hours, they may ask to use the restroom. That means they will see all the pictures on the wall and some are of you. Should I take them all down?" Britt, I don't want you to change a thing. If they see the pictures, they will have to make up their minds about them. If they see my picture then they will have to.