I lifted an eyebrow."Think it'll be the dark-haired one t'day," he said, stepping to his front door. I followed with my beer in my fist. "She's the be...t a'the bunch."From the far end of the dusty street came a well-dressed rider on a thin-legged horse. The man wore a long, well-tailored coat and a tri-cornered hat. His breeches were fawn-colored and tight-fitting and his high boots shone. Following him and tethered to his offside stirrup was a young woman, a naked woman with long, black hair.. Not a single word leaves their lips. They just looked at each other and feel the need. A little later Spencer wakes up next to his daughter on the bed, dried and naked. He doesn’t know how long they have spent fucking, but he knows it has been for the most worthy of causes. Angela had left some time earlier having gotten bored with watching since Aurelia wouldn’t let her join in the fun. He looks over at his daughter, at her beautiful face and ever so slowly he enters her and when he is in as. Two days after the first meeting with the attorney, his investigator was able to secure photographs of Scott and Andrea both entering and leaving his motel room with time stamps to substantiate the allegation. At the attorney's urging, I filed a suit against Scott's employer naming them as a responsible party to the alienation of Scott's affection toward his spouse. This suit, based upon a very obscure provision of a Missouri law, prompted a flurry of legal activity and communications and. There is a link to Master’s office from the garage so he can keep an eye on what’s happening and I know that will make Master smile at his desk as he watches me. Being the boss in a big IT company has its advantages but it does make me wonder if other people in Master’s office ever catch a glimpse. At this point, maybe I should explain that I am a sex slave or whore and my Master Matt owns me. He has done for four years and I have a tattoo on my lower back which says ‘Master Matts Property -.