He inched my dress up a little further and then led me toward the bed. ‘You’re always so fucking sweet,’ Mark kissed between my shoulder blades ...s I positioned myself in front of him. I kept on my stockings, the way he liked, and knelt with my back to him. Behind me, I felt the weight of the mattress dip as Mark climbed up, and his large, warm hands on my bottom. I let out a quiet squeak of approval as he squeezed, parted, and lightly slapped the supple cheeks. He always loved to hear me. ‘ Ana nodded. ’10 years with the company, and they went through a merger, then moved to Chicago. The jobs, not the people. My first and only job after college.’ ‘That’s tough. I’ve been through some changes, although not quite like your situation.’ He again looked thoughtful. ‘But its all water under the bridge, whatever that means. Maybe I should invent some saying like ‘its like grapes through a press.’ Because the grapes aren’t whole anymore, but, if all goes well, you end up with wine,. Better me, someone thought of as family, than some unknown face. By this time it was maybe 8am. I wasn’t keeping track at that point. Too much had happened. I didn’t even knock. I just walked into their house, Ricky and Carlee’s. Carlee was already up and working in the kitchen. She saw me when I walked in. One look at my face and she collapsed. I was next to her in an instant, crying with her. We held each other for I don’t know how long. ‘Please tell me this is some sick joke, please.’ ‘I’m. You can take my slave for the day.??You have a slave?? asked a surprised Allison.?Yes. Well, Marge and I share a slave. But she can be all yours for that day if you want her.??Wow,? remarked Allison. ?Is she trained? Is she pretty???She’s absolutely beautiful. And a natural blonde, although you can’t tell it right now. She has a bald pussy. I know how much you like blondes. And I wouldn’t say that she’s trained. She’s obedient but we haven’t spent any time teaching her slave etiquette.