Fresh:It all felt fresh and anew since I had left Christian nearly three months ago. Fresh and invigorated, taking pride in my new job as an assistant...editor at a Seattle publishing company. All the soreness in my bum and the violet purple bruises had faded away. I was happy. Gone was Christian’s twisted definition of a relationship. His whips no longer striped my bottom. Nor did his leather cuffs shackle my arms and legs to meet his capricious whims. At least that is what I told myself.. I went near her draw n gave her the shampoo bottle. But thing is she didn’t even start her bath she asked me to get in but rejected but requested her to show her body nude n she shown me her body as per my request. She was awesome with no fat in her body with pretty size boobs n ass. Again she invited me to get in still i was scared as my mom was in hall!! What the fuck she came outside n slept on bed to offered me her boobs. I did not do properly as i was scared that my mom in hall n she asked. I'm at the check-out counter with two very pink items, surrounded byyoung girls buying the newest fashions."Hey, I love your selections. Pink! Ya favorite color? Did you try onthe camisole? Do you have a boyfriend? Is he cute'?I quickly left the store with my Charlotte Russe bag in hand walkingfast, almost running, with tears in my eyes!At the stripper boutique, it was worse.I felt like a slut.Only men were there, and they were laughing to themselves as I tried tofind a pair of 5" pink. My pussy was still twitching, needing time to recover from that climax, but I knew Sue, and as soon as I heard the familiar buzz, I knew what her answer was. The vibe slid easily into my soaking slit. Luckily, Sue had given Lisa her own vibe, which was only a smallish one, so I could ride it comfortably, letting it take me higher, slow and easy.Where was Sue anyway? She was right here a moment ago. I looked round, to see she was not in the room. Even as I looked round for her, she came back in.