Am I right?"Di couldn't maintain eye contact and looked at her fingers. "I don't know. I was only three when she left me in the hospital." Then she cu...sed herself for even mentioning it."You were in the hospital?" Jason asked, still struggling to follow what was passing between Carrie and Di. "Wait, why were you in the hospital?" Nevermind," Di whispered. "I'll get supper on the table."She hurried to the kitchen and grabbed the ceramic serving platter for the pot roast. While she plated the. I want to be chained up and used and humiliated like a dirty whore. Like a fuck toy. Like cunt meat.Be careful what you ask for, baby was all that she had said at the time. Now the reality was sinking in. Not that I wanted out. If anything, I wanted it more.“I remember, Miss. I love you.”She allowed a faint smile to play on her lips as she pulled on a mask that covered the upper half of her face, adjusting it carefully. And then, without warning picked up a remote and tapped it.The screen came. I had booked a large cottage with a two rooms and a big hall with fire chimney and hot water facility with good food facility as well. We reached the cottage and went in to check out and the ladies let out a sigh with appreciation when they saw the cottage which was a bit away from other cottages and far from noise and pollution.Naveen and I had got some good liquor and planned to start our session, meanwhile the ladies freshened up and changed clothes that made us feel warm inside our. 'Anna found out that Monroe has a shack in Avalon, on Santa Catalina island. Since they built an airstrip last year, he's flown there several times; he has a plane at the local field.' Jean took a gulp of the Bourbon and ice she toyed with.'What plane is it?' Anna passed her a photo of Monroe in typically arrogant pose, standing next to it. Jean smiled.'A B-12 ... Taylorcraft.' She eyed Sandy's soft red lips.'Even you could fly this; perhaps I could take you up sometime? after the job is done,.