She looked up at me as I panted and moaned."Oh fuck-" I groaned as I felt my cock strain against her throat and start to erupt.When my cock was finall... empty she removed her lips from it and I collapsed onto the couch."Oh that was awesome," I said, exasperated."Good," she said. Then she turned to Sam. "Your turn, mister," she said, motioning him over.Sam nervously crossed the room until he stood a few feet away from her. He took a deep breath.She hooked her fingers through his belt loops and. I laughed, making the girl shake awake, start shaking in fear and begin struggling to get loose.“Hey,” I said soothingly. “You’re safe. No one is going to hurt you. Go back to sleep.”“Ok. I’m sleepy,” the girl said, kissed me on the cheek, rubbed off another quick one, and went limp again.A woman came up from behind me, moved around to kiss the girl on the cheek, and said, “Her name is Lucia. We’ve not met before, but you must be the David I read about in the support groups for children like. I wouldn't expect you to really be a husband; after the debt is paid you can take off and forget I ever existed." Tom watched her closely and saw the tension back in her body and knew that if he could see her hands she would be wringing them.Tom sat forward and looked at her hard she shrank back from his look. "Let me state things clearly, just so that we both know exactly what we are dealing with. You are a whore and you are offering to sell me your body for the price of the debt of your. Not with his girlfriend moving in. Of course, my girlfriend was suspicious. But I reassured her she was the only woman for me. But, unlike before I met Imogen, my heart didn’t mean it. Out relationship was growing. And it was strange. I had to hide from her a lot of things. Like the fact that every time I and my girlfriend had sex, it was Imogen I was thinking of. Like the fact that every time I touched myself, my thoughts flashed back to Imogen. Imogen, Imogen, Imogen. I saw her again.