Because she belonged to Jack, and Jack belonged to her; and because I belonged to Siller, and Siller belonged to me. Not in the same way; not as chatt...l, or plaything; but belonging, just the same.Siller was mine, but he was attracted to Vanessa, of course! He was normal, and male, and Vanessa was indeed beautiful, and, as I knew only too well, practically dripped sex. I had said she was cute, but not gorgeous. I realized that I was only looking at her with my eyes then. There was another –. We always hadgreat sex those nights, but the bastard kept his plansfor me to himself. What about his boss? Surely Gary’sboss was black and had offered Gary a promotion and abig raise if he’d let me be the company whore. I beganto refuse Gary sex, hinting that his inadequate littleeight inches weenie could no longer satisfy me. Hewasn’t happy but took it like the wuss he was. What theHell was he waiting for? Then it hit me. Maybe that wasn’t Gary’s kind of story.Maybe he was waiting for me to be. About 16 months before one day when I go home I saw her working there. Her figure attracted me. Our conversation was likeMe-Who are you? She- Ami Chandana. ekhane kaj kori. Tumi nischoi KK(I am Chandana, Currently Working here. You must be KK?)Me-Haa. Barir sobai kothai?( Yup. Where are all?)She- Puja dite geche, kal asbe.( They went to Mandir for puja. Will be back tomorrow morning).Me- Okk. Can You please make me a cup of Coffee? (Ok, amake ek cup coffee kore debe pls)She-. "I want it to happen again. I want it to happen all the time." You can't mean that," she replied incredulously. "Last night was enough. I don't want to do that again." You don't want to?" No, I don't -- I don't," she said, unconvincingly. I knew she was lying."You said you'd tell me the truth." I am!"I took her hand and put it on my dick. I was rock hard. "See how hard I am? Just talking about you fucking another guy turns me on." Just by talking about it?" Jen said, again incredulously. She.