"Anyway I bet he enjoyed it" Susan said half smiling now. She looked at me and I had a feeling she could sense the massive erection I had in my jeans...."did you enjoy it then" she continued. I didn't know what to say so didn't say anything. Then Susan said "if you won't speak I know something that won't lie" and she grabbed the front of my jeans feeling the erection I had beneath "Uhhm" she said "seems like you really enjoyed it" I didn't know what to do as in grasping the front of my jeans she. They were not good people. They were not kind people, or even honest people. If a person has redeeming qualities, or is trying to become better, I respect that, and I give them credit for it. After my childhood, I didn’t speak to my father for over 7 years. When I finally felt ready to forgive him, and had seen that he had been trying to fix the things that made him so terrible, I opened that communication again. Guardedly, and frankly it’s still guardedly after over a decade. But we have a. "Whoa, two stunning revelations at once. "First off, Kat isn't a slave. We are helping her stay safe." Yeah Sarge, you're keeping the little girl safe by driving her around in the biggest fucking target on the battlefield. She idolizes you and would do anything you asked. Ask her to drop trou and her panties would be at her ankles and wet. After her rape I think that you are the only man who could ever get between her legs. We have talked, and it took some talking I can tell you, to make her. I pulled into the gas station on my way home from the gym. As I pulled in I happened to notice a somewhat petite man who was in the process of pumping gas into his VW Jetta. What had caught my eye was his pants. It looked like he was wearing gray suit pants, but they were of a feminine cut and showed off an attractive bubble butt and what appeared to be quite shapely legs underneath.Having never been attracted to men, I found my sudden interest and obvious attraction to be disconcerting to.