We chit chat for a bit and then we part ways. I walk home with you on my mind the entire way.. A few weeks later I bump into you at the local video s...ore still slightly intimidated I tell myself "no way I'm letting her get away for a second time" and I approach you with determination. I get right next to you and my throat starts to get very dry. I clumsily introduce myself and ask if you remember me.. thankfully you do and seem just as excited to see me as I am to see you. This gives me a. “Anything “I replied, knowing Carol would jump at the chance to have her way with me. It took her another minute or so to reply, “Okay” she finally said. “I want you to be my whore slave”, then added, “And I want Jerry to be my lover”. “Agreed” I said. “Come over dressed as a whore” she told me and after hanging up, I told Jerry what was said and he agreed to go along. I put on a sheer black lace top, no bra underneath so that my tits would show, a long flowing see through skirt which. The wind was cold. The feeling in my gut was that I had failed.I felt miserable. My family was gone; taken when they needed me most. Taken when I had left to find out something that ended up having nothing to do with what was happening in the house. I sat in the SUV, staring at the smudge of black in the snow that was the final impression of what I felt inside."Ral, don't do this. I know you feel bad. I know you think this was your fault, but it wasn't," Yvonne said, stealing glances at me as. I kept myself physically active and, coupled with my boyish charm and unending generosity, usually had no problem attracting female company.After showering and getting dressed, I let Olivia suffer in silence for the remainder of the morning before eventually taking pity, donning the mask, and returning to her room."I'm sorry," she muttered."Sorry for what you did or sorry that you didn't manage to get away?" I'm worried what's going to happen to me. It won't happen again." Hmm." I didn't.