Security, it said. Freedom, it whispered. And she listened. The stairs going up to her room creaked in all the very same places as before as she trace... the steps that her drunken father would take. She would be lying in her tiny bed, ducking her head under the covers when she heard the heavy, uneven steps. Sometimes he’d even sing to her on the way to rape her. Cassie, how I love ya, how I love ya, my sweet girl, Cassie! The tears burned her eyelids as she screwed them shut, her teeth fixed in. I gave her roses one by one to her and she was very happy for me and the roses. I handed over the chocolates which i bought for her and i have taken a seat on the sofa and started chatting about her exams and other happening things. Since it was summer it was very hot and humid. She asked me that shall we move to her bedroom as it had an air conditioner and she can also do with her packing for the vacation and marriage. She set the temperature at 19 degrees. I started saying that she was more. I just sat there on the side of the bed wondering how to start this. Suddenly something dawned on me. I told Bob that we could not fuck because I was still fertile. I told him my husband had a vasectomy and was safe, but I did not want to take any chances. He had a disappointed look on his face, but then said ok. I also told him that I just did not like being ass fucked so it would be oral fun only. He said that sounded good.To get things started I took off my cover up. Given this que, Bob got. Soon the men had dispersed and David moved his group out of the docks and hailed a cab. Soon they were on their way to the Carlyle. While it was a rather modern hotel, it certainly didn't lack for atmosphere. Liz informed David that some of her relatives had stayed there and they thought it "tops".They arrived and stumbled out of the cab. A uniformed doorman stood at the entrance. They must have looked a sight mused David. Their clothing was dirty and smelly. Liz's face swathed in bandages and.