Basketball player." I saw some of her own old demons surfacing in her expression.My eyes met Adrienne's and I could see the same fire in her eyes. I c...uld feel the buzz in the back of my head that told me we were on the same wavelength. So my eyes asked if she still had those pointy-toed shoes and Adrienne was already nodding with me in agreement. "Where is he?" I growled and stood up off the bed.Eden grabbed my arm and said, "Ben, don't."Brooke's eyes were aflame as she stared back at me, some. Her computer, I mean.”“That’s so funny. Like you’re talking about fixing her pussy for her.”“Does her pussy need fixing too?”“Hawley, stop playing like you’re a Dumb-Shit. If we’re going to be best friends, we need to be honest with each other.”“Yeah, and I like the idea of being your best friend. You’ll be my first best friend ever, other than Mom.”“I guess my sister, Sheila was my first best friend. We’re still best friends and I love her so much. My dad’s OK, but he walks around with his. However, after several tries I could manage it and he would hold my head down, fucking my mouth and not letting me breathe. He could probably feel me resist a bit, but he knew I was loving every second of being his slut. After that he asked me to go on his lap and started spanking me, saying how bad I had been. He spanked me pretty hard, but would also always brush my ass lovingly as well. After several minutes, he started to slowly finger me while he spanked me. This made me moan and gasp in. . no no no no." She shook her head back and forth, eyes pleading with him for mercy. "No, Milord, I have no . . . no . . . no . . . I would never presume . . . No . . ." Then what?"She looked at him again, her eyes, almost full of tears, pleading, hoping, hungry. "Me, Milord. I will be your whore."Owen was dumb struck."I will be what you need to sate those cravings, Milord. I have watched and wished, and I have those same hungers . . . Please, Milord, use me . . . let me be your whore."He could.