After a few bottles of Bill’s home brew, Sharon was a good bit more tipsy than typical and started talking about her life before arriving in Winnipe.... She told Bill about being in an abusive marriage to John Barth in a suburb just to the north of Atlanta, Georgia. Bill could see from the harshness in Sharon’s face that she was still angry and told her that if she didn’t want to talk about it she didn’t have to.“It might do me good to talk about it.“Of course, if you’d rather not hear about it,. It's good to see you again." Miss Winters has made tremendous progress over the past few weeks. She has virtually ceased all resistance to handling and has even taken on a female lover. We are quite pleased." That... That's very nice, Mr. North, but is she still... ?" Intact, Mr. Neilson?" North said with a smile, using Neilson's term."Uhh... Yes... Intact," Sandy's step-father agreed."Indeed, she is, Mr. Neilson, but I wish to state once again for the record that I have grave concerns with. I found some solace in Joann's arms.Joann loved to fuck, but I kept hearing mom's voice in my head warning me about women after my money. It was so strange that she'd do anything I asked, which made me even more paranoid. I'd wished mom had never told me. Jo had not done anything wrong, but I planned to keep a close watch on her and the business. In the meantime, I fucked her like a rutting bull.***That evening around 7 PM, the doorbell buzzed. I went and opened it thinking it was Joann needing. She led me to the back-most room, a bed sat in the middle. Its headboard rested against a wall. A blanket as well as sheets covered the mattress and bed-frame, two end tables nestled on either side of the bed's head like ears. Lynn closed the door behind us and set her access card atop a table. She slipped her shoes off, carefully pulled the shirt she was wearing over her head and took it off. I gazed in disbelief. They were flawless. Her fingers ran through my hair, my head was pulled toward.