I needed a good old fashioned hate fuck. I came to this decision while walking past a large modern office block. The worker drones were buzzing away f...r the evening. I walked into the reception and reached into the mind of a departing suit, who handed me his access card and immediately forgot he had done so. In the lift I pressed a floor at random, and emerged into an open plan office just like millions of other offices around the world. My street clothes drew the odd glance among the suited. It was during our talking that he went from question to question about my sex life, my interests, my fantasies. Then he just blurted out the question that indicated how different this time was going to be. He asked if I had ever had sex with a dog like her daughter. My mouth dropped open and I looked over remembering that Cody was just ten feet away. Watching us. Probably thinking his turn was coming. And here was the indication that Tim did indeed have that in mind. I’ll tell you, Michele,. I asked him, ‘What are you going to do to the cute little lady now, asshole?’ Each of my words, punctuated by my fist in his face, bounced his head off the solid wall. I looked around to see they had no reinforcements who dared to buy into this fight. I turned to her, ‘You’re damned good at looking cute, Lady, how are you at running?’ It turned out she was pretty damned good at that, too, and she dashed out the door, except she was running away from the river. My boat, motor, and provisions. She was frozen in fear for a moment and broke into racking sobs. “I did it for you,” was all he could understand.“How can that be?” he demanded roughly, grabbing her wrist then pulling her garments off. As she stood naked and trembling before him he asked again, “I thought you loved me so how could you become a whore?”She walked to her hiding place and pulled out a wad of rupees and dollars. “Here is your tuition for university. That is what I did it for.”He was shocked as he counted the money.