I shouldn't let you, but maybe you can get through to her. Her room is that closed door on the right. You can leave your bag here."Patrice walked thro...gh the living room. She knocked on the closed door. No answer. She looked back at the mother and the brown girl."Go on in," the mother said. "She won't bite."Miss Nguyen looked at her with implacable rage.Kristen lay facing the far wall in a fetal position, swaddled in a long white gown. All that was visible of the girl herself was her tousled. “Ok, do you want to see him? I asked.“I do,” She replied as she crossed her legs.I reached out and touched her right leg that was resting on her left knee. They were a shade above the stubble stage. The last time she shaved was by me in the shower, ten days ago before Mark arrived. Regardless of the shadow they felt wonderful. She doesn’t prep for me, shave or dress sexy as she does with Mark. At first it kind of made me jealous, but I accepted the role and find it erotic – now. Dressing. I gave in completely and took him into my mouth withoutargument. I love the look of a glistening cock, thefeel of the head pushing to the back of my throat, Ilove seeing a happy man look down into my eyes. I wastoo into this – I couldn’t wait for him to cum in mymouth.He told me to touch myself, that he wanted to see mecum when he came. That took no convincing at all. I wasso excited that I couldn’t wait. I continued to strokehim as I wiggled out of my panties. Once free I. Sgt Peters looked as nice as she sounded: robust but with a friendly face, warm eyes and a pleasant smile. With her was WPC Reynolds. She was, of course, younger but slimmer and taller. She too had a gentle face.Peter welcomed them and said softly, “We had a bit of worry yesterday evening about your coming but she’d calmed down by supper-time and seems to be totally in control of herself this morning.”“Great!” answered Sgt Peters equally softly and smiled again.Peter led them to the kitchen and.