” Moving a strand of hair away from her neck, I kissed the soft damp skin behind her ear and trailed kisses along her neck. She arched her neck for ...e to kiss along to her shoulder, and with a quick turn of her head, gave me a kiss on the lips. We sat together in the growing darkness, the rainstorm drifting away, thunder dying off, watching television and cuddling. Our reverie was broken by the buzzing of the dryer; her clothes were done. She slid off my lap, saying she had to pee and went into. I had waited for a few moments for a response that was taking longer thanI would expect from JB, so I added:EO: I'm calling game. After all, there has to be some questions leftunanswered if there is to be a potential sequel, can't go giving away allmy secrets now, can I?And if JB had ever doubted my validity as a real girl, he never wouldagain.Another chime from my computer bought me back to the real world:JB: You're not mad, are you?Having indicated to him that I was online through my first. Slender, tall, with shoulder length blonde hair and an innocent face that made her look much younger than her 34 years. Her beautiful green eyes sparkled in the streetlights. She was married to a businessman who neglected her in favour of his work. The result was this, whoring herself on the street.It had been a quiet night. Two blowjobs and a fuck with a man too drunk to finish. It was getting late, and she was desperate for business. Her pimp had cruel ways of punishing a girl who did not. It would have broken both their hearts if one of the newer proeliator that had gone through monstro had chosen her. It would have been difficult for her to turn down the gesture without loosing position in the tribe. She was a diminutive girl, small and petite even by Optimate norms. Her hair hung in shimmering waves about her face and shoulders and Tiro just loved to see it fly in the wind as they played together as progagus. The burden of the mistake he had made as a cautor weighed heavy on.