I wasn’t agonna blow him but he made me. Any way, I been working in the bait shop and living in the shed now for almost four years.“I tried to fin... other work but with no education and no good clothes I never could seem to do it. The only money I ever had was the tips the men left and I had to hide it or Bert would take it. He did check my pockets every day and took anything I hadn’t had a chance to hide yet. I got pretty good at hiding money but I never could seem to get enough ahead to get. “Well don’t I get some now you’ve woken me?” she asked. “Don’t be such a slut Karen, he’s much older than you, stop trying to steal my men”. I was gobsmacked to hear these 2 talking like this, almost as if I wasn’t there and had no say in the matter. “Anyway, he won’t be able to do it again now, that’s his second one tonight”. “Excuse me” I said. But they ignored me completely standing there with my cock not quite back in my trousers and carried on talking to each other. “Well if I can get it. But Angique kept cranking the lever in the wall until Bobbi dangled inches above the marble tiles.Walking up to the girl, Angique's green eyes were level with the wide-open blue ones. Her right hand started caressing the taut body, noting its throbbing heat. Her mouth was very close to Bobbi's, her breath mingling with the girl's as she spoke."You know I only tolerate you here to suffer for my misery, don't you, lil whore?" Bobbi panted, her mouth open. Cruel nails were pinching a nipple."Yes,. She was just happy to see him feel good again. They ate in comfortable silence, her mind just relaxing in the pleasant ritual of eating, and the occasional exchange of glances between him and her. She touched her behind when he pulled back her chair for her to leave the table, feeling a little sore. ‘Does it still hurt?’ he asked with concern. She shook her head. ‘It’s okay.’ ‘Don’t hide how you feel from me.’ he said, looking into her eyes. She couldn’t lie to him. ‘It still feels warm.’ she.