I walked towards him begging him to be nice to me and allow me to stay for an extra week. Once I was close enough he reached out and pulled me towards...him, his hands dropped to my ass and he started to grope and feel all over my ass.I looked into his eyes and he just moves his face forward and kissed me, his hands went inside my knickers and his finger slipped into my ass. I wanted to push him away but knew he was my last chance at keeping my flat.He moved his face away from me and pushed me. I got a handful ! As I grabbed his cock he pushed in closer and said softly :finally! I stood there massaging his cock and he said: mmmm you want to take this over to my place? I asked him if it was close by and he told me that it was right across the street. We left in a hurry and within 5min we were at his house, he took me upstairs to his apartment a nice big livingroom and a bedroom with a huge bed.I sat down on the bed and switched the t.v on and flicked through the channels until I found. Mr. Benson told me something that night: a secret. I couldn’t believe it at first, but I’d left his house without breathing a word.When I had arrived home, I looked at Savannah and suddenly realized that the truth was right there in front of me. All I’d had to do was confront mom, and when I did, she had cried. She didn’t deny it. But she’d made me promise not to tell dad. Mom and Mr. Benson had been sleeping together when she first moved into the house with my father. I was only a year old. I’m dying with anticipation.” And the bastard smiled at me.I took another deep breath – or tried to – and said, “I had your sweat pants and shirt from last week, and they would cover me well enough. And they would cover enough of the wrist and ankle cuffs that I could go out in public.“I spent about a quarter of an hour practicing locking the cuffs on my hands. It was awkward, but I finally figured out how to lock my own hands together behind my back, and do it quickly.“Then, this evening, I.