And her Donald is doing this to her. Yes, he has become “her Donald” now. His touch, his attention, even his discipline when she knows she needs... it, engulfs her. If he sends her away right now, never to see her again, he will always be her Donald. Longing for him and making anyone else unacceptable as a replacement.She is his, for whatever he wants to do with her.Yes, even just finger fucking Emma is bringing her to the point of no return. She has seen the delights of this garden Donald is. I need the job. Do something to save my job and I will do anything for you. Sir please help me”Me: nodding my head sideways “No Bhoomi, the situation is worst. It’s difficult, I might risk my own position for this”Bhoomi: Got up walked to me and sat on her knee, holding my hands in submission “Sir please, please help me, save my job and I will do anything you say”Me: looking down, I could see the gap between her pointed breasts and had few heart beats skipped “No, what can you give in exchange. "But don't worry, we're not in a relationship or anything, he's noteven gay." Then we walked for a moment in silence, and then I asked aquestion. "So, how long have you been 'out of the closet'?" He smiledand gave me a look of mild confusion."Wow, we have only known each other for about a half hour, and you areasking the big questions." I'm sorry, I'm new at this." I looked away from him in embarrassment."I have only been out for a few months, and you are really the firstguy I've even talked. I thought maybe I’d hook up with Daryl but that was it.”“You wanted to fuck the black guy?”“Yes”“Did you feel naughty?”“Yes”“Like a slut?” He was turning it on me I could tell. He always had to control things and now he was putting his large, strong hands on the narrative, making it his story instead of my. I couldn’t let that happen. “I wanted to be a slut. And when we got to Jack’s place, Daryl started kissing me as soon as we walked in the door and just like that, Jack slipped his hand up my.