A few days later, Mum had arranged to buy Dorothy's microwave and I was deputed to go round and collect it. Dorothy made a pot of tea and produced som... homemade fruit cake and we had our own highly civilised afternoon tea. As I left with the microwave safely stowed on the back seat of my car, Dorothy touched my arm and quietly invited me to go back for the evening meal. She had made a curry with some leftover chicken and there was far too much for her, she said. I graciously agreed and neither. The day before my individual session with Candis, I learned that Jarome had been terminated for ‘conduct unbecoming’. They wanted me to stay, so I accepted their offer.During our individual session the next day, Candis relayed some great news. Bryan had attended an individual counseling session, during which he had opened up to her. She would not tell me what they discussed. She didn’t have to. He was talking. Nothing else mattered.We returned to the discussion of my emotional needs that Bryan. After a few minutes she pulled it out of my mouth and slapped my face with her cock, saying ‘you love sucking my cock – don’t you’ I said ‘yes, yes’ as I tried to get it back into my mouth. She then ordered me to get undressed, I complied and got my shirt and pants off, she then said ‘leave those panties on, and get your ass on the bed’ I went to the bed, she had me lie face down, ‘now prop that ass up’ I know knew I was going to be fucked!My mind was racing, was I ready for this? Did I. Her eyes were dead, a dull faded black instead of light brown. Coming down from all this was tough. Leslie shook her head, trying to clear her brain of it, but the images didn’t seem to fade out. Did it just smile at her?I’ve entered a horror show. She half expected the image to crawl out at her. Discretion being the better part of valor, she retreated from the bathroom. The door closed with a satisfying click and she launched herself into the bed. Her heart racing, she grabbed a hold of the.