I kissed her again. “That’s enough Sara. You don’t need to tell me any more. And, for the record, Jace is a filthy piece of shit, and should be ...orsewhipped.“Now, Sara, you want to do what I say, don’t you?”“Yes, Master, I want to do what you say.”“Then listen to me. When you remember what Jace Monette did to you, it will be like a distant memory, like something you saw in a film or read in a book, rather than something that happened to you in real life. You can remember it if you wish, but you. I stopped outside a door and sat on the edge of a huge flower pot, with a tree in it, pulled my knickers down and released a torrent of urine into it.When I finished I stood unwaveringly on my feet and attempted to pull my knickers back into place.He was standing behind me as I bent down, my little dress riding high on my bared buttocks, fully exposed to his view.He murmured something Portuguese and took his cock out as he said it. Clearly as a sixteen year-old girl, the sight of this coffee. I'm serious. We need to open a bank account for you soyou can have your own debit card." Mindy, I don't even have a debit card for Brian." Honey, maybe Brian doesn't need a debit card, but Kelly does. Girlsspend money. Girls shop. Girls need debit cards." How much do I need to start an account with?" I started mine with $200. Want a loan, Kelly?"Brian laughed, "sure."Mindy walked up to the money machine and drew out cash. She kept thereceipt and handed the money to Brian. "Here, Kelly. . I didn't want to be gay, that had to be like the worst thing in the world, it seemed to me. My parents would think so and that thought filled me with nervous guilt."You do me now," Heather told me as she pulled off her shorts as well and before I really knew what was going on, she was laying down on top of me."I don't, um ... What are we ... Heather?" I tried to tell her I wasn't ready for whatever it was she wanted, but it was too late for that.Heather straddled my head with her thighs and her.