” Stripe said. “I can do all sorts of other things too.” He bragged pulling her to her feet. “How about that patch of lawn over there? Or do y...u want to pay me right here?”“Do what?” Angel asked. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach. It wasn’t too hard to guess what he wanted. She blushed, feeling a completely new sensation in her crotch. Stripe twitched his whiskers rolling his eyes. ”Here or in the grass.” He insisted. “You owe me Slut or Angel if you wish.”“I owe you…Well I suppose the. It’s a feature of this apartment.”“View?” Moving to the sash window, Ruth held aside the nets. “A garden,” she exclaimed. “I didn’t expect that.”“It’s private.” A key was held aloft. “This lets you in.”“Wow!” Gazing out, Ruth imagined lazy mornings standing in her quiet apartment with the window flung wide to let in the sun. She’d sip fresh ground coffee while watching over her piece of Eden, right in the heart of London. Her mind drifted. It was another world. Her current flat overlooked a. Please let me smell your shoes.He lets me smell both his shoes. Oh man. They were awesome. Very masculine smelling. Best loafers I had smelled. Like leather and man feet. I breathed through them for 10 minutes and started to play with myself. He stopped me.He says that we were just getting started and I don't want to get off yet.He made me beg some more. He let me play with them. He said that's enough for now. He takes his loafers from me and puts them back on.He says, I have some rules.I am to. She swallows hard and nods, her throat too tight for words for the next few seconds. "You said your mother was acting differently. Was she trying to stop it?" I don't know. She was letting me make my own decisions and decide what I wanted to do with my time. But she's too far gone now. Victor did something to her, and now she's just his little puppet again. But not before she created me."Cassie never expected this. Even if she could somehow magically lift Victor's control all at once, a near.