I'm getting soo close!" she moaned loudly. "Then beg me for it, slave. Beg your Master to cum!" I commanded roughly as I pinched her nipple hard. "Ohh... Masterr, please....may I cum?" she wailed as the words I used, combined with the pain in her nipple and the pleasure in her pussy, sent her spinning totally out of control. "Yes, slave. Cum for your Master NOW!" I growled. And she did. She stiffened up like a board and held it quivering for a few second before she exploded in her orgasm. . But eventually, I felt whole and adult enough to slowly lift my head, look into her eyes, and kiss her. “Thank you, V. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, for being so honest, so unselfish. For telling me the pure, unvarnished truth.”And then I kissed her again. But not this time like the lost child I’d been since I’d arrived in her apartment. This time I kissed her like the man who was her lover. The man who acted as a surrogate father to her daughter Haley.The change wasn’t lost on. She was terrified of mice and rats."Lots of rats," Jake assured her. "Pray Candy hurries along."He turned around and used his hand on the wall to guide him around the corner before he turned the flashlight back on. Behind him, my mother started screaming and he laughed.Inside his head, I screamed in rage. I wanted to wrap my hands around his neck and strangle him slowly.Unaware of my feelings, he walked back up the mineshaft. Another gentle turn showed some light ahead and in less than a minute. ” Laughing together I help her adjust the top of her dress and I spend the last few seconds I have fixing my hair. We share one last gentle kiss as the doors open. We spend a little while up there, high in the grandstand behind huge windows overlooking the course away from those we know, sharing another bottle of champagne and engaging in conversation. My phone vibrates in my pocket and it’s a text message from Michelle. "Ok you two, we are heading across the street after the races for food..