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‘Okay I’m leaving mam,’ I said.‘Come in,’ she said.I entered and adjusted myself in. As I went to apologize to her, she asked, ‘How was my...dance?’I was taken aback. I never expected this question.‘It was great, mam.’‘Do you like me?’‘Yeah I do, mam, I already told you.’‘You owe me an apology,’ Shruthi said.‘Yeah I do, mam, I’m sorry.’‘Do you want to fuck me?’‘What?’ I said.‘You heard me.’Her seducing look gave me a boner. She looked at my pants and said ‘What’s happening there?’ She came near. I had to wait for him to wake up and come down, by that time I had peed myself !He caned me again till i cried then he untied me I had to cook his breakfast , he then grabbed my hair , dragged me to my knees and rubbed my face in my own pee, making me lick the floorWith out letting me wash or dress I then had to put on a coat and shoes and walk the dog with him around the park , no make up , my hair a mess , people would stare at meI would then have to clean the house from top to bottom with. Neither Cece or Shannon managed to say a thing to each other after that graduation day, not even an e-mail message.The summer life without Cece drove Shannon almost crazy, she saw her everywhere, around every street corner and in every store that they had been together pretending to be studying. But it wasn't real, Shannon told herself. So to get to the bottom of the whole thing, she managed to find Cece's new address in New York City, she dropped everything on hand, and then drove down to New. Her eyes, which in a few years would be world famous for their hypnotic blue color, bulged in fear.She looked desperately around with them for help, but saw her mother and father sitting in the corner watching, her mother’s hand tucked into her father’s pants and obviously jerking him off. Hurt horribly by her family’s betrayal, her struggles slowed and in seconds she went limp in his arms, falling into unconsciousness. Alexandra Daddario woke up to the feeling of her knees bending to her.

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