You'll love it." Finally shesat down and looked at me. "Good enough for now, I guess." She studiedme for another moment then continued. "Here's the de...l. You're going tobehave like a good little girl and help me around the house. We'll goingto clean up that spare room, sort out some more clothes.." she giggled."Maybe we'll find some more things for you to wear." She thought thiswas very funny.I didn't and began to complain. "Come on Mary, enough is enough." Not even close, dearie. You're going. “So, how have you been?” she said, looking for small talk to fill the silence. “Good! Busy! Between classes and work I don’t have a lot of spare time. You?” I asked the last question, looking in her eyes. Hazel. Matching up well with her hair. Irish, I’m thinking, at least somewhere in her lineage. Then my gaze dropped to her hands. No ring! Returning my gaze to her face, I awaited an answer. “I’m good too! Returning from a visit to my sister’s place in Manhattan,” she said. “Just like last. Still she had not seen everything."Sir.... SSSirr you? please i cannot be left like this. WWWhhat iifff ssomething goes wrong?? Please Sir Please!" I love my slut begging but she was not going to be let down. I left the room for the last time. I returned with a fuck machine custom make for the tube. No worry of an electrical short or fire. I placed it in the tub. Slide the dildo 12" long 3"around up her filthy slut pussy.6" hung out the filthy mutt was crying like hell. "Please Sir no! Please. Then looking upstairs the client said strip the flat completely and turn it all to offices and staff toilets. She asked if they could keep a shower. Confused he asked why and she said so the woman could get ready Friday evenings to go out straight from work. He laughed and told her she had no chance telling me not to listen to her. However 5 minutes later she whispered to me telling me that if she got the shower she promised she would personally give me a shower when the job was done. Driving.