Even watching Letitia’s hips flexing in front of him didn’t make the last flight of stairs a pleasure. He was tempted to hold one, but she’d sai... that it was time to sleep.Letitia used the bathroom first. When she got back in her robe, he was holding his pajamas.“Need those?” she asked.“You said it was time for sleep.”“I said it was time for bed.” Fair enough. He dropped the pajamas onto the chair back, but put on his robe for his trip to the bathroom. She was under the covers and only the. The boy nervously excused himself and left."Another after school visitor?" My dad's voice sounded strange."He's just tutoring me in math, Dad. He's a nice boy." I rolled my eyes."You think I believe that? You think I don't see the way you’ve changed? You've turned into a whore, Charlie!" No, daddy! I've only been with one boy, I swear!" he came toward me and I could smell the liquor on his breath. He must have stopped for cocktails with his friends at work before he came home.He grabbed my arm. Her hair is a mess of knotted brown and dirty blonde strands, and her skin is a surprising contrast with its tan almost olive color, and amazingly the bruises are a purple contrast to the color, like dyed pearls littered under the skin. Her clothes are torn, and look as old as they are. She doesn’t have any money to buy new ones. All the money goes to her ‘boyfriend’. Making no attempt to hide the weariness of her body, she slumps against a wall, weariness decorating the stunning green of her. To. Me. The sooner you accept your place the easier your life may become. Now quit your snivelling and shut that cockhole, or it'll get the gag again"You turn to the camera and start talking quietly to the viewers."This is going to be the last scene for the evening. At the end I'll be fitting this toy with her permanent collar. It is made of thick black leather, reinforced with a steel belt similar to a tire. Once fastened the only way to remove it is with a cutting device. I'm now going to.