I was almost certain those were NAVINT spooks.The tall blond with the angelic face, I had seen with McElligott and Stahl leaned next to me on the rail...ng and like me gazed over the lively scenery below.She then turned her head and looked at me, her face halfway obscured by her hair.“I have heard quite a bit about you and I think it is time I introduce myself, I am Cherubim.”She wore a black dress that ended a hand width over her knees. It was belted at her hip with a broad shiny leather belt.. He broke his kiss and unwrapped his arms from around me.“Well, what did you think?” Scott asked smiling.“That felt fucking great much better than anything I ever felt,” I replied.Scott told me that kissing at the end he added himself. He had seen his parents doing that after his mom sucked his dad. He told me he found me very attractive and had wanted to kiss me.“My turn,” I yelled dropping to my knees in front of him. I played with his cock pumping and squeezing it as he did. The only. . um...” he stammers.“It’s alright Mark,” Karen says soothingly. “I’d like for you to watch again, but my friend can’t know you are there. Not yet at least.”“Why?” the words leave his lips before he has a chance to think about saying it.“Well, he is a little picky,” she answers without missing a beat. “You see, he only lets those I have already fucked to watch and since I haven’t fucked you...”She leaves the sentence hanging and after a few seconds it dawns on Mark what she is implying.“You. . who was I? I have almost forgotten now. Now I am the girl who is loved, because she is obedient. Fulfilled, because she serves. Safe, because she is confined. Happy, because she exists only for others. Her superiors. Her owners. Everywhere I look now, the image is repeated. Gently, persistently, beautifully, happily repeated: you are rabinya.I will not be able to hold on to ... to ... Jennifer Karin McEwan for much longer. She is like the sand in an hour glass. Each day more and more of her.