When mom and I moved in, Bill popped around to introduce himself and welcome us to the complex. Although I did not realize it at the time, in retrospe...t, Bill became gradually friendlier with me over the following six weeks. He always engaged me in conversation when I hung out in the small garden in front of the complex. He also started placing his hands on my shoulders when he spoke to me and would often ruffle my hair, as we shared a joke. Once or twice, Bill even invited me into his place. What happened when she came home?" Fuck man, she was super horny and so fucking wet. I've never seen her that wet before. I fucked her on the floor in the living room I wanted her so bad!" Good, that's the idea." "Fuck, I even fucked her again. I made her suck me, like she sucked you and came on her face again! I haven't been able to do it that many times for a long, long time." Sounds like it's just what you two needed." "It's so... weird. It's like she's someone else, I can't get enough of. Wear nothing underneath your coat except corset, stockings and high heels. Be ready to suffer, and expect the unexpected. If you let me down tonight, you will be punished severely. Xxx Emi read the text message carefully, several times. Expect the unexpected. She was used to getting orders like this from Birch, there was nothing he required that she hadn’t done before, but those few words filled her with a sense of anxiety. That was probably what he wanted, he knew she hated not knowing. ”“No!”He looked at me again, with that same considering, thoughtful look. He shrugged his shoulders. “Your choice”. Why did he let me? I knew I was going to have to pay for this, but why did he let me have it my way? I felt miserable and angry somewhere deep down, in a way I wouldn’t have been able to express. When we got back, he sat me on the floor, facing that bloody cage again and attached my wrists to it with something that looked like padded handcuffs and was closed with a buckle. He left.