.and drops them back again, taking the payment which goes towards buying substances which make me want to keep fucking through the night ..any leftove... cash he takes and buys me heels and skirts from seedy sex shops in the city as im left in the back seat outside hoping to be seen and propersitioned by passing strangers.. they either jump in when he returns from shopping or simply follow the taxi knowing im gonna be put to work when the cab pulls up in a layby , woodland or motorway services... He waited until she left, and waited some more until he heard voices not too terribly far away -- the old police station wasn't a place many people had occasion to pass in their daily travels. And then he bellowed, "Help me! I'm starving! Help me! I'm starving!" Over and over again. He thought he heard some interruption in the pattern of voices, and he thought perhaps he heard some footsteps coming closer. So he bellowed again. If the word spread to the right people, maybe he'd have a chance.. "Elizabeth, it's been a couple days since Beth has been around... how would you feel about giving that hypnosis treatment a shot?" he asked."Um... I guess so," she said. Elizabeth didn't want to tell him, but she was having a very nice time being with Peter and wasn't really excited about the idea of going back to her old life, even if she was cured. Like Peter, she just stayed at home alone when she wasn't working, and it was nice to be with someone else for a change. She enjoyed cooking and. Then she pulled my hair hard, and said in my ear: "Yes, maybe you are right and we should not be doing this, but I know your dirty secret and I'm going to do whatever I want with you, unless you want me to tell your father. Besides, that little clit of yours turned me on so much that I'm going to turn you into a very submissive slut girl, you like it or not. Did I make myself clear?" She let go my hair and I could see her gaze, her eyes were blazing with desire, yet she had a very dominant look.