All shehad to do was put the dress back on and Matt would be hers again. Hecouldn't resist her, she owned him now."No... I won't do it," she squeaked ...s the door to her room suddenlyopened and Matt walked in. She looked at him and shook her head. "No! Getout of here, what are you doing?" I... I can't bear it. I need you Phoebe. Please... put the dress on andtake me!"Phoebe gulped and pulled the sheets up to cover herself. "No! What we didwas wrong. I don't want to see that horrible thing ever. Every week I would mail out a handful of resumes in the hopes of finding something better than what I had. I got quite a few responses, but almost all were from 'start ups' that wanted some one with my expertise and experience who would work cheap "And grow with the company" — work for near nothing now and make big bucks when "We hit it big." That isn't what I was looking for so I turned them all down and kept looking.One day about three months after Kirsten went to work I got a response to one. "Oh GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!" I groaned loudly as I plunged deep and hard into my hot neighbours little ass."OH MOTHER FUCKING GOD!" I cried as my balls began to unload, and with a roar I shot what felt like fountain of cum into this Soccer moms asshole.My cock and balls just kept pumping wad after wad into this tight little asshole, and Lucy began crying out as well as she felt me unload in her ass for the first time "Oh god! I can feel it! I can feel it! I can feel you cumming in my ass! I can. If you're sitting comfortably, then I'll begin."Clegg started with a question. "How much do you know about slavery today?"It was a bizarre question as a continuation of a bizarre encounter but I responded as best I could. "Err, not much. I guess these days I mainly associate it with eastern block countries, trafficking women into the west, women kept in prostitution by drugs or threats of exposure to immigration authorities, that sort of thing. Look is this really a safe place to discuss all.