She swallowed hard on the thought. Acceptance was not blame. She had been in a place where that was what she needed. She wasn’t there anymore. She w...lked to her dresser, uncapping two bottles and swallowing a pill from each before putting them down. The pills weren’t failure. They weren’t failure. Diabetics needed insulin and the clinically depressed needed… Zoloft and lithium. She sighed, slowly pulling on her clothes. At least she was feeling a bit more in control these days. There was a. I collapse on the bed in a moment of bliss.You join me, and i lie with my head on your chest.After around 10 minutes pass i hear you draw a deep breath as if to speak.'Did master please you slut?''More than i could ever imagine master''Then you must do something for me.'You have me take a quick shower and lay out some clothes for me.A mini-skirt, boob tube, and a long-ish coat.You take me by the hand and lead me to the bus stop.'Why are we here master?''We're waiting for our next place to. I told him that she was too classy for the likes of me and I would probably lose my job if I tried. He then went rather serious and told me that he honestly wouldn’t mind if I was getting it on with another girl as long as I didn’t try to keep it secret and shared my experiences with him.Sorry, I digress. On reflection, it must have been a rather bizarre scene in the office; I was laying back in my chair, my skirt around my hips and my hand down the front of my briefs, fingering myself in front. Maybe have lunch outside and watch a movie and comeback by evening. To be frank I have never had so much sex in such a short time ever in my life. I am a little sore. I think so are you. Let us abstain for a day and carry on from there. She said. I agreed and she went into the bathroom after about an hour fresh and radiant and fragrant. Then I also went in and freshened up, took a leisurely shower and came out nude and dressed. “Your cock looks great even limp” she said watching. I smiled at.