“How’d you like to be my secret cunt, still fuck your son come over for parties but then in private you and me with me totally in charge. Who know..., find you some young pussy to lick” Marnie wouldn’t believe herself, George just said that out of the blue and she felt herself wetting up over the idea ... What was she becoming... “Unn, that might be fun.”“It sure will be for me, don’t wait to long or I’ll get one of the other gals.” She marveled, these boys were getting so grown up!After that. Rebecca looked upsetand went running to her mummy, crying. I turned round to look for mymummy, only to find that she was already right behind me. Brown Owl wasstanding beside her, and they both looked very cross."Beverly!" said mummy. "That was very, very rude of you. The little girlwas just trying to be friendly." But she's just a girl!" I shouted. "I don't want to be friends withstupid girls! I'm a boy!" And then I kicked out at mummy's leg.When I was a little boy I used to hit and kick and. And so it was that I was a different girl every night. They allconstantly worked except Sundays, so I had much time to myself. I bathedand groomed. I laid out by the above-ground pool and tanned. I liked whathair treatments did for my now long hair. At night I was clean and readyfor whomever my scheduled boyfriend was. I rarely ate during the daysince my man of the evening would be taking me out on the town.Honestly, Philip had been correct. I was treated as a queen. I receivedmore compensation. And from 3am this morning I want you sleeping at my feet, where slaves belong. Is this clear?” I nod my head, for the moment I still have my loving partner, but she will be gone in the morning. I cuddle up in her arms for now, waiting for 3am when I have to move.I move to the bottom of the bed, where it’s cold and lonely without Donna’s arms around me. Donna sleeps on oblivious. But I daren’t be at her side in the morning.I get up at 10am and prepare her breakfast. I walk into the bedroom at.