“I haven’t done this since you broke your wrist, remember?” mom began talking again and we chatted while she washed my hair and proceeded to rin...e out the shampoo.But as she applied the conditioner, something disturbing caught my eye. A ray of light shone in through a hole in one of the walls that divided the shower stalls. It was a round hole of about two inches wide and three feet off the ground. It was as if there once had been a sink on the wall, but they never covered up the hole.“Mom,. ."What the fuck?" Stepping outside and walking down some steps, you look around and see no trace of anybody as a few cars drive past your house. Looking at your house it’s just a small simple one-story house, near where you work. You have neighbors on both sides though you really don’t know them that well. On the north side you got a serious Packers fan as almost everything in his yard has some reference to green bay, He about mid-40s average height, short brown hair and a beer gut, but nice. God I loved juan, he would feed me his thick sperm last and praise me as his perfect creation. One day Juan brought me to garage somewhere that was full of hardened prison types, these guys got off on hard core jail prison sex and would just tear me up, dam it was so hot , they were all total studs with huge uncut cocks, I could not get enough cum in my belly, and Latino ass was so fucking tasty, No one ever really hurt me, but there was always some monster hung stud just shoving. He softly whispers against my forehead, almost too low for me to hear, “My beautiful, dirty, amazing slut,” before letting me go. When I look at him he is once again the businessman ready to take on the world. Instead of feeling rejected, I feel pride. He’s so strong, this perfect specimen of a man. And, I think, he just became mine. “Fix your hair and straighten your attire before you leave, Miss Steel.” I do as I’m told while he goes back to his desk and looks through the folder I brought.