There was a cot in thecorner with a mattress and thin worn sheet. A gross looking bucket,whichI could only assume was used for a bathroom. The walls a...nd floor werestone. There was a heavy steel door, which I quickly learned was boltedshut from the outside. There were no windows. I was stuck.Over the course of the next week or two, I was "enlightened" as to mysituation. My debt had become so enormous that "they" had determined theynow owned me. They'd calculated what my likely lifetime earnings. But within a few more minutes she was babbling with her frustrated desire, and I knew I had to deliver. So I slammed it to her again and again, and suddenly all my memories of Jodi were jarred loose. I grinned fiercely as I pounded Laura's pussy with my prick.I put it to her with everything I had, pulling my cock all the way out until only the head kept it inside her, then using my feet for leverage to ram home deep into her cunt. My cock was a jackhammer and Laura was the virgin pavement I was. ”You smell a whole lot different than I remember, but the base scent is still there, I never forget a scent. Eric.”He embraced me out of impulse and Pure curled his chops and revealed his long rows of sharp canine teeth. “Yes you smell like a human female, lot of soaps and scents, but I too remember.”Fective released me suddenly. “Oh I am so sorry Ma’am; this is not how I should greet my new Captain.”I said. “Forget the Captain bit for a moment. It is me, although I have changed my appearance. " Pot. Kettle. Black."She laughed. "Not good enough, Charlie. I have a life outside work, I just don't want to be tied down." I have a life outside work," I said, "I have a date, or dates, most weekends ... I just haven't anyone I want to live with."She looked at me. "There's more to it than that, Charlie. I can tell." My sister and I were always close. No, I don't mean, like, incest close, I mean, 'I've got your back' close. Buddy close. If I looked her in the eyes, she could see my soul. And.