Every time, she thought. Every time this woman managed to make her crazy, from lust, from desire, from pure horniness. With a low, croaking voice she ...replied: “My entire submission under your will, Senhora. My body and spirit are at your disposal, for you to turn me into the lowest, dirtiest street slut.”Carolina clicked her tongue satisfied. “Well, that sounds excellent, so let’s not waste any time,” she said and grabbed her handbag. Without any further delay, she headed for the exit, while. I went home and told Ann what was going to happen and she agreed, knowing she'd get Ed's black cock again, but still a little weary of the whipping she had gotten after her gangbang. I eased her mind and when the day came I had her put on a black bra, panties, hose, heels and a short black dress that she could easily get out of. That afternoon we headed over to Ed's place and greeting us were Ed and Cathy, who was dressed in a simple purple dress and heels and later we saw a pair of panties. . " Oh it was emotional, all right," said Zeus. "In fact, it was almost a perfect example of an emotional response. You saw something that was wrong. You immediately perceived that you couldn't fix it with direct action, so you just said the first things that you thought of, to get even for the victims. The fact that these were thoughts that happened to come from logic circuits in a digital brain, rather than synapses in an analog, human brain, was irrelevant. They did come from that digital. "I'm just, ah, not feeling so good, is all. In fact, I think I'll just go to bed now, if you don't mind, dear. I've got this splitting headache," she lied, because she needed an excuse to get out of his sight before she burst into tears again, as she'd been doing on and off all afternoon."Sure, honey, go ahead. Don't worry about the dishes, I'll wash them." You're so good and kind," Sue muttered, getting up from the table. "I don't deserve a husband like you," she added whiningly as she darted.