She started out explaining that since he felt the need to take her things and make them dirty with his scum, from now on she would buy him his own pre...ty things to play with. Then if he made them slimey he would have to hand wash them like she had to do with ber things.I kinds tried to bail out at this point, like ok, nice chat, I leave you two to settle this, see you later, but she wasn't letting me escape either. She made me sit on the bed and led him to kneel in front of me. She said she. He would know I think." It was embarrassing. Letting men poke me. Lor'." Your first time?" I asked.She nodded. "They raped me, of course, four or five of them, before they sent me out with that bunch. But lying there on that cot, hearing all that grunting and moaning, well, that was different." Whores are supposed to make out like they enjoy it," I said. "Pretend, play act, like that." Oh," she said, and then she was quiet for some time.In mid afternoon we stopped along the road and ate the. 'Why shouldn't I?' Jean wondered before her right hand snaked under the lower hem of her skirt to massage her pussy lips and tease her clit.Jean Summers' eyes closed and her head rolled back enjoying the stimulation, her left hand moved to cup her breast, and she stumbled backwards, eventually collapsing onto her marriage bed. Massaging her breast, she rested her heels on the edge of the bed and spread her legs apart while the fingers on her right hand plunged passed her labia and into her now. The walking corpse belonged to her Master now, even as she did. Though her stomach was sour, and her senses screamed in disgust, Denethia felt a sharp pang of loss as the connection to her creation was wrested from her.The corpse turned and walked away, following the orders of its new Master, going to join the other animated dead that stood still as statues in a tightly packed group at the back of the frigid chamber."Come," Celdin instructed, and Denethia followed. They left by the same door.