"Four days, so far." And you've got one that's perhaps got a little more mileage than usual?" Yes. Looks better than its license plate would have you ...uess. Nice upholstery. Compact." I'll have a think. No promises. Have you got a spec sheet?" He sounded uncertain but Freddie was pretty sure he'd go for Denise. He was sure to be interested in seeing her trained from scratch, Freddie felt; he'd often talked about his ideas on training methods. Denise had got the sort of comfortable shape he went. "Go meet her and have her go get you adrink. While she is doing that put this in her drink. Stay there as longas you have to until she drinks it and then bring her to me. Tell herwhatever you need to tell her that will keep her busy until she drinksand don't mention anything that would scare her off. I want to talk withher and you're going to bring her to me."I heard my voice acknowledge his instructions and I bent down andstarted dressing myself. --------------------------Ashley followed me. After a while, Rodrigo needed a pause (to be honest, my pussy too, but none seemed to care about me - all they wanted was a pussy fag to use) so I was turned over on my back, and Doug (after some begging) started fucking me, with my legs pinned around my ears, a pillow behind my back and my fag ass up in the air, spread and ready to be fucked.And, while Doug was pumping me, the first guy decided it was a good time to fuck my face (remember, I'm pinned on my back, no free will, ass being pumped. I came so many times. Come on, Mr. Kaid. We do some more."I stared at the eager girl as she pressed her body to mine. She wore nothing underneath her dress. She radiated heat like a volcano. Her lust excited and aroused me. The strain of gambling on the bourse — all share trading is a gamble — and the events of last night weakened my resolve and I gave in. I gathered her into my arms."How old are you Mandy? I mean really." Well ... I'll be seventeen next month, Mr. Kaid. You different, you know.