’ Marcy repeated. ‘I don’t understand, Marcy, why would Mr. Crowe need to get a hold of me?’ Sean asked with a puzzled look on his face. He sa...t down on the edge of his bed as his anger at being woken up on his day off so early began to be replaced by his desire to find out what this billionaire could possibly want with a mid-level research scientist from Stanford. ‘Mr. Crowe has informed me only to contact you and ask you to meet him this afternoon at 2:30pm in New Orleans so that he can. The men seemed to prefer the dark room or the video room. I went into the sauna to freshen up before I dressed for home where I met one man. As I sat down he got up, I thought to leave, but instead, without a word, he knelt down and sucked me off, swallowing my cum. We didn’t speak and he left the sauna. I thought I would give the club one more go a month later. This time I had decided to be more proactive. I stripped off, and walked through the club naked and went upstairs immediately. I went. It was getting harder and harder to resist. Few more days came along and I open the backyard door to see her tanning. Sadly I caught her facing down on her chest, she got up and asked me if what I was doing? I was ready for stretching and yoga so I asked her if she was ready to do a quick session. She had a sturn look on her face as if she's been waiting to ask me. She smirked and said definitely I was waiting. She had her yoga leggings next to the folding chair and I caught a quick glimpse of. “Marcy, this is my diary, it will tell you how I became a slut. Please read it, I want you to know what kind of a person I am, I’m not a normal girl, I’m far from being an angel.”She then got up and pulled down my bedsheets, I’m wearing a long t-shirt and panties.“Marcy, I don’t want you to wear pajamas to bed anymore.“What should I wear then?”“Nothing, you should be naked at all times ... in your bedroom for now.”“Yes, Mistress, “ I said as we both smiled at each other.“Please hide the book, I.