I was, and am, fond of you, but it's not love. I'm really sorry, pet."And I was sorry. Watching her face crumple, and tears trickle down her cheeks, I... felt dreadful. But I was quite sure this was the right thing to do. Leaving most of my meal, I walked out. There's a green nearby, with benches; I sat, oh, perhaps twenty minutes, before returning to the office and looking for Anne, again.We met in a corridor, actually I think it was an accident."Anne!" Hi, Sam," there was no warmth in her voice;. We pulled up to her house went inside and I was very impressed by the size of the house her being a single mother and all. She said she was going into the kitchen to start dinner and that Andrea would be down from her room soon. I sat down on the couch still admiring the size of the house when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs I looked over at the staircase and skipping down the stairs was Andrea..My jaw instantly hit the floor, she was about 5'5, thin, size D tits, red hair, and some. I think you should give his lovely cock some attention.”This line raises a single loud cackle from our drunken guest. Who then looks up at the dog’s sheath, and laughs again. “Really?” Pausing when no-one else laughs. “Really?”“Yeeaaahhh.” Confirms Jenna, “You know what we’re here for. And we all know you want to do it.”The young blonde stops laughing, the humour of the moment evaporating. Looking up at that sheath again, “Aye.” the reality settling in.“Go on.” Encourages our host, “It won’t. The bathroom included a bidet which had to beexplained to Linda as she had never used one. It was explained that shewould perform a nightly enema and would use the bidet after everybathroom break as she was to be spotless 'down there'. One item ofconcern for Linda was the substantial wooden post in a corner of herbedroom. The post was located several feet from the walls and there weretwo full length mirrors on the walls. Before she could think to ask,Jane swept out of the room and Linda.