But I'm pretty much old school in that I didn't believe that it was possible for a man, any man, to have a purely platonic relationship with a beautif...ul and sexy woman.The reasons Edith gave for her late nights were always plausible - she had a flat, he changed it and then she bought him a drink to say thank you. Another time he was having troubles with his girlfriend and had asked her for advice and they had stopped after work to have a drink and talk about it. There was the time they were. When she escaped the reaching hands byretreating into the dream she began to find herself more feminine inappearance each time she returned. Changes that she did not notice camefirst. Her hands became much more slender, then arms that had been stick-thin began to flesh out from skin covered bone to firm delicate limbs.Her shoulders had been broad but emaciated even after the beating thatrobbed her of her physique. She had not noticed when they narrowed andthen rounded in soft feminine ways.. U FEEL SO GOOD AND WET. I KNOW YOU WAS GETTING OFF BY TELLING ME THISBritney: ITS BECAUSE I KNEW YOU WAS IN THERE JERKING YOUR DICK AND I WAS JUST WAITNG FOR YOU TO ATTACK MEFather Dickens: OH YES YOU WANTED THIS DO YOUBritney: YES FATHER I AM A SINNER. A SLUTTY WHORE WHO NEEDS A COCK IN MY ASS ALL DAY. A DICK IN MOUTH WHICH IS READY TO CUM IN. I WANT YOU TO BREAK MY PUSSY. COME ON FUCK IT. LET IT OUTFather Dickens: YOU NEED TO BE SPANKED YOU BITCHBritney: YES SPANK ME FATHER I BEEN A BAD GIRL.. He gave me a day because he thought he could find out who the father is. But when I couldn’t tell him he got pissed and kicked me out.” I saw a shocked and strange look in Ashley’s eyes and she opened her mouth and closed it trying to say something a couple of times. “So I figured I’d answer what I thought she was going to ask. “Yes I know who the father is. No I wasn’t sleeping around with multiple men. I love the man very much. And no I can’t tell you who he is.”Ashley just shrugged and said,.