Over the years it had become more than an image: a way of life. She still kept this pretence to the outside world but within closed doors this life ha... exploded. In the privacy of her own household she had reverted to the little girl she had always felt, deep inside, she was.It all began very simply. She suspects her partner must have been watching or reading porn on the internet and that it gave him ideas. She never asked and now she will not. They were having sex on their bed, just normal out. When the sausages are almost ready he slices up a loaf of bread, getting more odd looks because he hasn’t any plates out, other than the one for the sliced bread. Will grins when the sausages are cooked and he moves them to the side of the fire so they keep warm without cooking any further. He grabs a slice of bread, laying it on the palm of his hand instead of holding it with his fingers he sticks a sausage with the fork, places it in the middle of the slice of bread in his hand, and he folds. He had confronted Peggy almost two months earlier with the info he collected on her forgery scheme, and when he revealed the evidence to her, she crumbled quickly. Little by little he had taken more and more control.His job at the bank gave him more than enough to live on, and the recent additional windfall of cash allowed him to put his devious plan into motion. First, he insisted Peggy continue college as well as quit her job. She had no f amily to interfere, and her friends were minimal,. The Cyber-Planner laughed again. ‘Mate in five moves.’ She felt him switch hands on her wrists as he shrugged off his jacket and heard zipper tines slowly separating as he lowered the fly of his trousers. Lifting Clara’s skirt up over her hips, the Cyber-Planner slid her knickers down below her lovely pale arse. ‘My, my. Some of the best spare parts I’ve ever seen,’ he purred with a smirk, stroking the soft flesh before him. The Cyber-Planner’s fingers worked their way down her cheeks until.