"What do you mean?" he said."I asked before if you were okay and you said no. And you looked scared when I ran into you. So I thought something might ...e wrong."William scratched the back of his head, wondering what to say. He could not—would not—lie to Nissa, but he couldn’t very well tell her the truth about the baby and whatever other crazy things were going on. "Have you ever had a day where you weren't sure what was really happening?" he said."All the time. I call those weekdays. Also,. My dad was quite the chef himself and always let me, even when Iwas a little girl, help and he'd ask for my opinion on things as hecooked them. Guess it just carried over. I just love seeing what kindsof flavor I can bring out." Ah, heh, I'm more of a boxed-pasta-with-canned-chicken kind of guy. Ican't cook to save my life."Kara frowned. "Well you'll need to improve that. You're missing out on alot more delicious and healthy options than that."Vivian chuckled. "She said as she just finished. He had a nice cock, about 6” semi erect. He walked past me to open his bedside drawer. He pulled out some lube and studded collar and leash. Tony walked back to me and slapped the collar on me. “Get on your knees and crawl, bitch!!”I got on all fours and he yanked on the leash, motioning me to crawl off the bed. He walked me to the end of the bed then chained me to the bed post. By now I’m feeling like a complete little Asian whore serving her White master.“Get up on your knees bitch!!” Like a. Once we had caught our breath we both stood up and as we turned we saw your father stood there in the middle of the kitchen with his cock out wanking.”“I was in work when your mother rang me and said she was going up to see Grandad,” Tom said, “l knew l had to follow her, l was hoping that l would be able to watch if Grandad was fucking her. When l got there the back door was open and l could hear their voices, as l got closer l could hear Grandad calling her a dirty slut and your mother.