She rings the bell again. "Just a second", this time the delay is not much more than that, Daniel wears scruffy jeans and a T shirt of bottle gre...en with the faded neon multi coloured legend; "Kool" at the breast. "Hello Miss Forker, how are you?" His smile is genuine and he seems pleased to see her. Swallowing hard her eyes downcast, her voice unsteady; "Mr. Richards, Sir I'm so sorry I don't have the money again, I can't pay the shortfall or even for this month. I will get a big pay. When you came in, I got scared and told him to hide in the bedroom. Yes, I am stupid but I was scared. I didn’t want to lose you, so I hid him from you.”Jenivee was a lady who never apologized, whatsoever. But hearing the kick-ass lady, swallow her pride and beg pardon was very unusual yet, my heart was not satisfied.“So you two met and spoke… that’s normal. It’s not that you slept with him or something.”There was a long pause from the other end. “Simon, we did. I am sorry, but of late, my sex. Her mind replayed one specific experience over and over, making her orgasm roll on and on. 'She was tied to a pummel horse; feet bound to the legs, draped over the tops and her arms bound to the other side of the legs. A line formed round her, waiting for their taste of her cunt. The men watched her arousal as they stroked their cocks; waiting, watching, aching for their turn on the whore. She cried out as the wave of orgasm rolled over her once again. Another man plundered her hidden velvet. Damn! Her man was fine! She always had a flutter in her stomach when he entered the room. This was partially because he was one of the few men that she had met in life who could truly surprise her. In JP, she had met her match. She never knew what he had planned. The game of always trying to guess, kept her on her toes. JP entered the room and strode up to her. He loved how this woman had laid everything down for him. She sat there, on her knees for him, waiting with a beer in hand. Nice! He.