I bought drinks for chicks all night and soon I found potential. A gorgeous redhead named Abby with practically perfect tiny tits and and a tight firm... ass. She was there with her best friend Jamie.Jamie was a blonde chick that was almost chubby but not. Instead she had an almost exaggerated feminine shape. Nice C or D cup tits and a flat stomach and a curved in waist that flared into an ass that was nearly a perfect 10. Fairly big and round and a little jiggle. Jamie was tan and I didn’t see. "What's going on?" I asked her."He don' like nobody," the girl said, squinting up at me in the bright sunshine."Your paw?" She looked to be sixteen or so, right scrawny but budding toward ripeness."Uh uh," She shook her head. "I'm 'prenticed, and my Ma's 'dentured. He's the master, he is." I'm looking for food for the army," I told her. She seemed to be wearing nothing but a homespun shirt-dress, a shapeless thing that hung from her bony shoulders and had big, useless, wooden buttons down the. ‘I suppose that may help. How far is it? I don’t want to hobble too far.’ ‘I’ll get a cab. It’s not far but even so it would be wrong of me to expect you to hobble anywhere.’ His sister’s shop was a rather up-market ladies boutique. It was in a terrace of Georgian buildings so the windows were small with room for one display only The mannequin in each displayed a very fashionable dress, artistically draped but with no price shown. Marion knew expensive when she saw it. There were three steps up. I didn't get the stares I had the night before. No one was looking me like a freak or a slut or some kinky whore. I was actually upset that I wasn't more humiliated. Oh dear god, what was he doing to me?At home, I put away my purchases and rushed to check my email. I was crushed when there was nothing from him. I had a moment of panic, but I convinced myself that he knew I needed this so badly. Of course, it was all still part of his plan. To give me that first taste and watch me squirm,.