Both decline but H asks if she could use my room to freshen up. Not a problem in my eyes. The three of us make our way to my room. H goes to the bathr...om.M and I are sitting on the small sofa kissing each other when H comes from the bath. Breaking apart like we have caught by parents, H laughs and sits on the bed. Don’t stop because of me. Seeing you to making out was sexy. H, M mockingly yells, you pervert! Come on M you remember what I said today. H’s mouth turned into a little pout. A little. .yes mmmm yes master ooooomm@ I hear you return but Iknow you cannot help feeling the way you do for you=re my slut and I love it. I come back into theroom and run the ice cubes along your still sore ass.?? Ssss mmm master...@ I move them up your back and down to yournipples as I watch them get harder from the coolness? oo master ahhmm@I move my other hand down under you and hook the nipple clips to your nipplesand I hear you yelp and moan in surprise. ??????????? ??????????? Mm how Iknow how. Ballerinas are tucked under the bag, I can slip them on while I open the door. All that will be left to do is sneak across the kitchen, unlock the back door as quietly as I can, get my bike, walk it out of the carport, get the fuck out of here and never come back. I emptied my bank account yesterday. That, plus the cash I took from Emily’s wallet earlier, means I have enough cash to live off of for a month, maybe 2, if I find a cheap room and eat as little as possible. Emily’s jewels should buy. Please.” I moved back into the hallway, and paused as he spoke again. “I'll just take these off. Don't wanna be treading all kinds of crap around.” I smiled. “No, thanks. I doubt the wife'd like it much.” He smiled up back at me as he unlaced the black boots and tugged his feet out of them. I gulped and wondered why a sweaty football sock was making my stomach do the kind of flips that are generally reserved for, well, a sweaty rest of him. “Phone's in there.” I pointed to the living room. “You.