All those perverted thoughts we have shared are going to come back to haunt you. You are here to serve me, pleasure me, amuse me; what you want is not...important. You are not a man, you are my whore.” As she told me this, she was breathing heavily as she continued to grind her body against me. Her hands were in my boxers, holding my hard cock, digging her nails into it. “I have waited so long to make a man my slut, I have waited to stop being the shy mouse that people pass by without noticing.. What's up?"In the background, I heard her say, "Yes, I'm talking to him now. Stay on the line. I'll be out to pick you up in a few minutes, but it's at least a 45 minute drive. Yes, I'll explain in a minute. Hold on." Sorry, I'm on my cell right now too. Honey, you know how after Rogue arrived, you were worried that someone might come looking for me and get lost or stranded?" Yeeeessss..." I drew the word out as if it had multiple syllables."Well, congratulations! You were right. I'm about to. A nice average guy. He was ambitious, enthusiastic, driven and hard working like most of our clients were but what made him different to me was that he seemed to lack the psychopathic ruthlessness of most of them and he was a lot more intelligent and thoughtful.He had built a very successful business importing fabric from Pakistan, cutting it up, hemming it up, packing it up and turning it into bed sheets. Very high quality bed sheets that he sold through specialist bedding and home furnishing. I just don't know how to say I'm sorry for what happened before. It was so wrong and you totally didn't deserve it." Ryan noted that his mother threw in words like 'totally' once in a while, to seem cool."Mom, it's over, O.K.? Don't worry about it. Just forget it. It was no big deal." Ryan, it was totally inappropriate for me to do that in front of you." There it was again, 'totally.' "It was just ... it was..." Seriously ... do we have to talk about it more, Mom? It's really O.K. I won't do it.