Byron had this damp wee flat in Wester Hailes that was a bit of a shit-hole to be honest. That didnt matter though really. All Rachel and Byron wanted...was time alone together for smoking dope and making love. Thats what you do when youre 18. On this particular afternoon the Sun shone gloriously through the dusty windows making everything seem all hazy and golden/ kind of like some soft-focus French film. Rachel finished undressing – allowing her stuff to drop onto the carpet – and cheerfully. So after we met I introduced her to these things I pleasured her with oral sex bring her to many orgasms , taught her how to suck my dick she has become a deep throat specialist although she still to this day does not like to have a man come in her throat she will do it for me on special occasions though.Her training I guess you would call it started out slow I went out bought her a vibrator and dildo some xrated movies that we watched she liked them we talked about them and she would try to. There was a woman at a secretarial desk to the left side of the room, and another desk that I would assume was for the Assistant, as there was a fairly young man sitting there. The woman saw me and wagged her finger at me. "Don't stand there lurking at us, Brad. Come in here and say hi."I said, "So you abandoned Sales, Lilly. How is Eric going to get along without you?"The woman smiled real big and told me, "I hired and trained two girls to take my place because there needed to be two back. And Slut was certainly a vanquished foe.Now she was merely his plaything.It was night, in a manner of sorts; he’d turned off the clocks and dimmed the lights choosing to rise when he felt the need. In that everlasing dimness he had somehow found a sense of comfort in the shadows. His sinister darkened form approached her helpless figure. She was ensconced in a dreamworld, headphones programing her mind—reinforcing her need to serve him. He pulled the cover off of her body and ran his hands over.