I’m just what I am, a woman he’s paid for. Sure, I’m a damned good escort, fucking good at my job... of fucking... Ultimately that's it, I’m f...ck all to him... I’m just a fuck...” “Oh shit,” she could feel herself welling up at the realisation; at the stoney look on his face, his business face, as if he were closing a deal, not his happy, smiley negotiating face, but the tough cookie one that lurked beneath, the one that made sure that it was he who did the screwing and was not the one getting. I'm dead." Though there is a dead person here, you are not him... yet." Explain." Simple. You are standing at the crossroads of your existence. Medically speaking, there is no reason you should not stay alive. But your heart and mind, that is a different story." Why?" Because you have fears deep down about your future. Both scientifically and romantically. Your fears romantically are valid, but not for the same reasons you were thinking."My other brother said, "Watch it. We cannot give him too. I don?t know what I am going through right now, but I really need to go through it with you. I know it sounds sick. God knows when I say it out loud it sounds sick to me, but I need to be your ?little slave? until I can work this out in my head, you know.??????? Jeff nodded, ?So you really want to do this??????? Stephanie nodded her head, ?Yes.?????? ?To be my slave??????? ?Yes,? she replied.?????? Jeffery nodded his head, ?Okay, Stephie, I?ll do it, but once you put yourself in my hands, I. Thanks to my luck, she was there. As I had already told her that my sister caught me masturbating, she tried to help me at first.She asked me to remain calm, and my sister will understand as it is normal for guys to masturbate at my age. Regarding my stepmom’s panty, she told me to talk with my sister and clear things out. After some normal talks, we started talking about our usual naughty fantasies.“You sound tensed. Maybe I can help you relieve the stress,” she texted me as I was not able to.