It was too bad that we would never get the chance to try and see if we could build something lasting, together.We did talk quite a bit after our mutua...l lust. “I had a long term boyfriend who ruined me for other men. That guy treated me like a princess. He was the one great love of my life and when he died it was like I died too.” We were in that post-coital time when the bed felt so good that I wanted to pull a pillow over my eyes and go to sleep, but Colleen wanted to talk.“Brian knew me. Hes still muscled, and is a handsome guy, standing in at 62, and with your classic handsome good looks. Im like a miniature version of him, standing at 510, and with a slim, athletic build. The way it all started was probably when I was a kid. Like I said, we were healthy, wealthy, and life was good for us. I always had my own bedroom, just as Melissa always had her own too. When I was about 9 years old, I came to realize that my perfect family was a little fucked up. I first caught my mom with. " What's that? I forget." I'm going to install you into a central sewage treatment tank in my basement, just like in my story, 'THE REPLACEMENT'." Oh," is all she said.He knew that Mindy had to be weak and malnourished, and couldn't put up much of a fight. Still, he couldn't take a chance on her resisting and, somehow, running away. She couldn't get far in her condition, running down the street naked and sickly, but it could cause problems for him. So he unshackled her wrists and then bound her. Once there, she turned left, unconsciously heading towards the park. Her heart in her mouth, Jean wondered what the neighbors would say if they saw her out in her dressing gown at 3 in the morning. Breathing hard due to adrenaline, Jean eventually found herself sitting on the park bench, with the park itself surrounded by houses. Now or never, Jean thought, and before she could convince herself out of it, allowed her dressing gown to fall to the floor. Jean groaned as the night air whispered.