He could not wait until she was firmly in place with no real place to go. Not that he expected her to bolt, or run away, but once she was even more de...pendent upon him, he was sure he could mold her even more so to his peculiar taste. Looking at her, he still marveled that things had come this far. In all honesty, he had only expected to maybe have a sexy French maid type of relationship, but ever since he had seen the look of hunger in her eyes the first time he convinced her to let him. It was a summer's evening, July if i not remember bad :-P, i'm heading toward the lunch-room for the dinner, my sister is sitting at the table, and she wears a tunic for the house, and i see her from behind, and, given that the backrest of the chair was at half, i can see from behind her, and i see her beautiful ass tight inside that tunic, i do not know what kind and size of panties she had because the tunic was of dark color blue blue-night :-P, but anyway her buttocks they sink for well on. She came to visit me for a few days and I gave her my spare bedroom to use. We taljked about our lives. "You`ed never married, Harry. Have you had a live-in girl friend?" she asked. "No, I haven`t". "You are twenty two and still a cock virgin. You must get an urge sometimes. What do you do about it?". "I watch blue films on my computer in the nude. They get me worked up". "That means you get an erection. Do you masturbate then to get rid of the urge?". "Yes, I do". "I`ve never seen a blue film,. He took the keys from a trouser pocket, turned the ignition and......the passenger door, suddenly opened. Bumfelt's hand went for his holster and the Colt. "Whoooah! Jesus, Theo!" exclaimed the hooker as she leant into the car. "It's me, Nikki. Fucking hell, I thought you was gonna shoot me." "I was," hissed Bumfelt. "Get in." Sexx climbed in. "Drive," she said. Bumfelt did. He put the car into drive and pulled away from the kerbside. "Where?" he asked. "Anywhere but there," Sexx said, glancing.