I was wearing a short-sleeved red t-shirt that said ‘dirty bitch’ and it was slit from the throat all the way down to ‘bitch.’ I rode up with ...nother woman in the elevator. I ached all over from the constant sex. My butt was especially sore. I still could not believe he had taken my ass like he did. And damn, I loved it, too. I looked over to find the woman staring at me. She blushed and left as soon as the doors opened to the floor I needed. It was a plush place, very modern. It was perfect. I shouted ‘ someone had locked us inside miss.we must call the security.’ Then she said ‘ don’t worry guyanga.it was me who locked it.’Then I asked why? And she said how else was I suppose to give u my gift na? I got annoyed and said ‘huh.ok.ok.show me this big gift of urs na.im getting tired of this.’ Then standing at doorway she said ‘ you’re looking at it.’I was confused and was wondering whether she meant what I thought she meant.so I waited and she asked ‘don’t u want your gift na?’. That. Thought so," she replied. I asked her details about the sex she's had and the sex she wanted. Apparently two very different topics. I began to learn a lot about her. She enjoyed the outdoors, had two dogs as well, and an insatiable sexual appetite.She was stuck at work and I on the road, off to my next stop. I had to concentrate at work, but I enjoyed the distraction of her messages. It continued this way for a year. Some days, we would text all day, other days, not at all. We set rules.. Until his sister turned up with an illegitimate bun in her oven. Seems it was alright for sister number two to be corrupted by a whore, but not for sister number one to be exposed to Sapphitic delights. But there we are, these yokels do have some funny ideas.Oh dear, I've been off again, do keep to the point Flick. We had the usual competition but for the life of me I cannot remember what it was, but I think Mrs Barratt won something, and the lecture on preserving has been given so many times.