9, You say "Why you bring a gun in my house John?" I "For protection what else, nigga." You "I have a c***d I dont want him around that shit." I "Alri...ht, I'll put it in the car." As i walk to the front door, you casually say under your breath ".....nigger." I "What you say." You "Nothin' , just go put the gun in the car please daddy, dang?." I get back upstairs and we enjoy some nice baked chicken and watch the Catastrophic SUPERMAN Show on HBO, then I get another text but this time its from. . it needs repairing." Oh my God," Mrs Robertson said, her head scrambled with the same thoughts as I was having. This guy wants to have sex with me and I've given him the impression that's going to happen. And not just sex, but real dirty stuff. George Clark's father."I'm Andy," I said, offering my hand as if we had just met."Karen," she replied, shaking my hand briefly. We both sat in silence for a few seconds, then both began speaking nervously."So... well... well I..." and then we looked at. He took her bra off and her panties followed. Now she was all naked, and after he took some time to appreciate her physical beauty, he turned her around and held her for a minute. Then he started taking his clothes off, not wanting her to see him naked yet. He knew this was about her and not about him. Now fully naked, he asked Tessa to get on the bed as he followed her gently. Easing her nervous energy, he started playing with her hair and kissing her shoulders and neck. It worked. Tessa was. Naked afraid and strangely excited. I must have passed out.I was laying on some sort of bed. The leather collar was round my neck. The maid and the brute, beauty and the beast, were doing something to me, to my body and face. They were doing my make-up. My pussy felt cold, shaving foam, someone was shaving me. I tried to move but my arms and legs were spread wide by leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles. Someone touched me down there, rubbed something into my shaved pussy. I drifted in.