Pushing deep enough to cause me to gag, he told me to suck his fingers clean. With his fingers still gagging me, he bent me forward to let the collect...ed spit in my mouth fall to the carpet. "See? Not a drop on that pretty dress," John gloated and then pushed me a short distance away with a command to remove my dress. I stood there, gauging my chances to reach the door. I barely saw his arm move before he delivered a quick and painful slap to my left tit. Painful enough to leave me doubled over. The power and life-changing impact of this place is difficult to describe. It goes far beyond everyone here being on a first name basis — each and every patient, all their loved ones, appear to know and share every intimate detail of one another’s condition, status, the duration of their ‘wait’… often right down to the day-count. I covet the strength I see them derive from this bond. I want something of it to rub off on me. I feel like an alien visiting a better planet — its species more. By now the garment was out of her skirt. She heard tearing sounds. Freezing, the girl felt the blouse loosening around her sides and shoulders. In a moment it was gone. Then the big man clamped his hands around her bra cups. He was moving them up and down, rubbing the stiff scratchy material against her nipples. Betty let out a long, low moan, turning her head to one side, unable to see that look of wild triumph in Hank's eyes. He was pulling those mounds apart. And then, with another tearing. ?”“Yes but not in the City, I work for an accountancy firm in Battersea, I drive in and David gets the train. So you’re paying Angela 25 pounds a week she tells me... ?”“Yes that’s correct, maybe I should have asked you first, but as she told me she had a part time job at the village shop, I just thought it would help her out.”Well we’re not wealthy but we are quite well off financially and Angela does get looked after very well, however we haven’t allowed her to have a smart phone yet, but as.