I didn't know what I'd done to deserve to bethis happy.I'd met Mike over ten years before when we were in our early twenties.I'd spent some time in ho...pital before that after an accident left mewith amnesia. Although I went by Lucy Winchester now, I really had noidea what my name had been before the accident. The police had tried tofind anyone who knew me but to no success. No one ever reported memissing.Mike had been standing outside the hospital when I'd been discharged. Assoon as I saw him,. .. no, he thought then, a woman... to whom he could be his complete and totally uninhibited self. He wanted her to become as completely open to sex as he was and he knew she had certainly done little if anything in the past two weeks to make him feel any sense of disappointment or displeasure.Now, he was certain that she would submit to his needs with the same brand of willingness she had demonstrated so faithfully in the past. Accordingly, he grabbed the stick of butter, lifted it up off of. Heels. A thong. I sat in his lap right away. He was already hard. Medium in size. So yummy. I was grinding on him gently. Teasing it to twitches through his pants. A couple in the audience turned from the screen to watch. It wasn’t long before they walked by and blurted out a number. My date told me that it was an invite to one of the sheds out back. “Want me to feed you to them?” He asked. My body gave a very clear green light in several ways. He took my hand and prepared to ‘feed me’ to them.. "Susan's eyes turned toward Jacob."I bet he did," she sneered. "What did it cost for her?" My brother's life," Ann answered before Jacob could speak. "My brother tied to kill Jacob but was too slow. He could have made me a whore, you know. He could have sold me that day or turned me into one on the trail. But instead he hired me on to work here. I earned my keep, you little bitch, on the back of a horse. How do you earn yours? Or are you just too good to work at all because you're the boss'.