" He cut heroff before she finished by roaring at her"WHAT???? Bitch slut, you will fucking do as you are told you whore!" "Yes sir" she realised she...had no choice "Fuck my assfor me sir, hurt me and make me take it, please sir, I'm begging you" Hedid as she asked.... with no hesitation he rammed his massive cock into hertight ring and straight into the hilt. Her screams were loud so he coveredher mouth with his hand until she calmed down again.... she was shaking fromthe pain and he was close. She set her sights forward and went on with her own life, and now she was a highly successful landscape architect, with a constant stream of commissions from local government, major corporations in the area, and the wealthier folks who lived in the hills. I'd asked her a couple of times when I was younger if she ever gave any thought to remarrying, and her answer was the same both times: she couldn't see any percentage in it.Although we'd lived in modest apartments while Mom was building her. I had a t-shirt and track. Now we both were sitting and talking and again I asked will u shoot for me. She asked what type of shoot u said it’s a conceptual bold and nude shoot. She straight away said no and we chatted on other topics like life job bf/gf and exchanged numbers things again I said plzz u will be paid and more over; ur face will not be visible. so after lot of argument she said let’s try.So I gave her dates; in between there were 8 days we kept on chatting on whtsapp during night. Rose had already made up her mind in favour of it. She was wary of living in sooty London, with its myriad of chimneys and a high society that still scared her. Here in rural Berkshire things were easier for her. Her own standing, while not at the very top, would be akin to what she had experienced in Denver City and that suited her fine.Jim also tended towards Thornfield Abbey. He was unsure, however, what to do with the old Abbey buildings, and thus he dutifully visited other estates if only.