Lisa watched his legs spasm and she knew she'd lost him. She sighed and dropped her skirt."Darn! Now what am I gonna do for lunch money?" she fretted.... She looked around the clearing at the empty benches and the playground beyond... the old man was the only pervert in the park this morning and he'd just shot his load."You need money, ya fairy whore? I'll give you a couple of bucks to lick up this slop.." she heard him say and turned to see him staring at her holding up his coat. His shirt was. He shrugged. The event over the border had no relevance to the firefight.Taking the package to the widow, he allowed her to tear it open, revealing bundles of high-value notes in US dollars. She burst into tears. “Zimba was thinking of me. That was the cause of his visit: to get cash to pay for my dresses. I don’t know if you heard, Jeeves, but his bank account had been plundered.”“His Excellency deigned to inform me of that unfortunate fact, ma’am,” he responded.“You will lose your job now,. I trembled, waiting. But then the man kept walking. I could hear everyone sigh. Was Clint disappointed? I know I was.I pulled up my jeans, fastening and zipping, my shivers growing worse. My poor pussy grew numb from the cold. It was ... something I had to endure, for Clint. And that made it even more wonderful. Special. I was putting up with this freezing shaft shoved into my cunt for him. Submitting.It made me want to frig my clit.I snagged my tank top from him, pulling it on. I turned. "You're not packing too much down there are you?" I teased, "Looks like I'm going to have to use you as my little slut-slave."My dad didn't know where to turn at this, he looked as if he wished the earth would just swallow him up, yet at the same time his little cock was even harder. Trish brought me over a studded dog collar with a leash on it and I strapped it around the senator's throat."Now you're my bitch," I purred cruelly as the audience cheered once more. "On your knees, bitch," I said.