’Are you in any hurry, this afternoon, by the way?’ ‘I’m yours any way you want me,’ she replied, in her low, husky, accented voice. ‘I th...nk Orla needs a bed, after her long flight,’ I suggested. Tiz licked her lips.’Then that is where we should take her, she replied. ***** The traffic was a little heavier as we came back into the city. Tiz concentrated on the road. I concentrated on her for a while, having climbed into the front seat to watch her work. The Saab had a stick shift, and it was. I recalled a stranger's car and being dumped at a hospital, a small, dingy hospital in Brookline, not a nice place at all.Then nurses and doctors, bandages and broken bones. Then sleep.When I awoke, Jenny sat beside my bed and held my hand, my good hand, the hand not in splints."Hi sweetie," I said through a bandaged face and swollen lips. "I bet I look ugly."She didn't agree or disagree. Nor did she smile or frown."I was the emergency contact in your cell phone," she said in a flat voice.. Once Steve finally arrived, my pleasure got kicked up several notches. Steve was very surprised and extremely grateful that we had granted him his bondage wish. He came over and kissed me all over my body, saying, "Thank you Carolyn," with every kiss. Then I suddenly felt him licking my pussy and pinching my clit as I moaned in ecstasy. A few seconds later I felt his hands on my thighs and suddenly his hard cock slammed full force into my pussy.As Steve pounded my pussy hard, I started to feel. .. ?" Her voice tailed away, and I realised she was seeking, in an oblique way, to determine if I too held those desires, and if that was my reason for bringing the waif home."A year ago I discovered the body of a young runaway, brutally abused, and then murdered, in Wiltshire. I brought-- err-- Molly here to save her from a similar fate, for life on the streets would have led her to that same end eventually. That was my only reason, Mrs Bridges."She favoured me with one of her rare.