He stood. In the reflection of the window, he could only see a shadyfigure of a veritable living doll. His hands ran down this figure,confirming this ...as him.Looking beyond that, he could see virtually the entire city laid outbefore him. Streets where he used to beg, or hide, or get beaten forhis property, were now hundreds of feet below him. He was in a toweringpenthouse apartment. He looked around the room in amazement. It was thebiggest bedroom he had ever seen. The bed he had woken up in. Hayes came back a few minutes later and began workingto replace the chain on the saw. It was about 30 minutes later that hegot it fixed and began chopping the other pieces into a more managablesize, before moving on to the larger tree was now 2/3 shorter.The work took a while, and it was tedious, but as promised, Mr. Hayesleft around two hours later and came back with McDonalds. They took abreak and enjoyed the burgers. Leo went out to look around, leaving Gregwith Mr. Hayes. Greg never really. He moaned and grunted, said that I was doing well; soon I would be his “hyna” or “bitch”. He grunted more and said, “Easy, nice and slow, make it wet for your pussy ass”. Suddenly, he did the unexpected; he turned me around, brought my pants down my legs, and told me to take them off. I faced down on my stomach, my ass up to him, for his sight to veer, he grabbed it, played with its roundness, and he took his big dick and placed it in my ass; he grabbed my ass hard, holding my round buns. She came with me to the airport. My mother and sister were also in for the journey. They had taken another taxi while I and Smriti shared one. During the taxi journey, she didn’t say a word. I didn’t have the courage to ask her anything. Her eyes had lost the glow that was embedded it them. She had been like this for the last few days. Not talking to me as like before and no joyous moments were common in this unusual behavior. I guessed the reason but didn’t ask her to clarify it. I even asked.