. my fiancée?”“Your what?” she exclaimed.Acting professorial he said, “My darling slave, you do know what a fiancée is, don’t you? A fianc...ée is a woman who expects to marry the man to whom she is affianced. Clear? Now how would my darling slave like to play the part of my fiancée?”Susan had been studying his face and finally decided that Jeff was serious. At that she clapped her hands in glee and said, “Oh, my darling master, it would be simply great! Could I try? Oh, my beloved, will you allow. The end came in the form of two text message; the first was "I'm sorry" and the second was "I don't want to do this anymore." I received these two messages while I was working as a dishwasher at a local restaurant and being 18, I was crushed. I showed the texts to some the college-aged waitresses I worked with and our manager that was on that night. I got a lot of hugs and condolences during that shift. The bartender even slid a beer my way, it was a dark beer and it started the love I have for. Mel turned and smiled at him. This was all of the encouragement he needed and he pounced onto the sex-starved mother of his best-friend. Mel threw her head back and let out a low guttural groan as his sudden force made her fall back onto the arm of the sofa. In seconds his mouth was clamped around one diamond hard nipple while his hands deftly unbuttoned her jeans. Lee soon flipped his mouth from nipple to nipple in quick succession making Mel mumble with pleasure as he yanked her jeans. I hadn't seen him in a while outside of colder months, so when he stepped off, in that tank top and 501's, it literally took my breath away. Holy fuck what a stud ! He had gotten tired of his mohawk that I gave him on his 14th birthday, and shaved it all down to a buzz cut. Like me, he had been free-ballin since that same birthday when I told him he was too old now for FTL's, lol. And again like me, there was no hiding that rod going down his right leg. His shoulders and upper arms exploded.