Em is a remarkable woman." I replied.My reply was obviously not sufficient for inquisitive Lady H."Do you love her?"I found myself stumped. I wanted t... say yes, if only to please a long-suffering mother, but the words stalled on my lips. I suddenly realised that a part of me was still very wary, hanging back until Margaret declared herself to me more clearly. It was her reticence, her reluctance to share anything of her personality, her past, her hopes now held me in a strangely charged stasis.. It had the same thin appearance that the rest of her body had, with little flesh to cover her knobby knees and elbows. But as I looked at her body I could see where her feminine side was trying to grow in. Her hips had some swell to them that I’d never noticed before and her breasts looked smaller than they actually were because she was broad shouldered and wide in the chest too. As she stood there, letting me look and waiting for me to call her flat-chested or be as cruel as other boys were to. I decided that forty five minutes was a minimum amount of walking for a woman my age. I could walk all day, but I doubted that more was all that much better. I had been a downtown walker at lunchtime now and then, but never a mall walker. The place and the people were new to me.Probably because I wasn't in any hurry, I made only two miles in forty five minutes. I was walking for flexibility not cardio. That being the case I figured the two miles was fine. Besides I decided that I would get some. I said. He smiled and said “That’s a good slut, able to take her new master’s thick cock.” Over and over again he thrust into me, his balls smacking against me. He grabbed my hair and pulled. His hand cracked like a whip on my ass and I could feel the skin turning hot and bright red. “You like me pounding your cunt and slapping your ass don’t you my little slut?” he asked. “Yes Sir William! I am your dirty whore!” I exclaimed. “Now slut I have a surprise for you” he said as he turned my head.