Dale shuffled on the sofa making herself comfortable against it's back. She took a breath and gathered her thoughts. It was time to begin."Well, obvio...sly you know that I am a - or was a bodybuilder." This was harder to say than she thought as she looked at the massive frame that sat in the chair across the room from her. He nodded briefly and looked at her as she continued. "I'm twenty four years old and I grew up in San Diego. I attend UCLA on a part time basis earning a degree in business.. He pulled his fingers out and saw some cum but didn’t say anything. He got naked and started to fuck me. He started to get rough with me and pound me very hard. I moaned some and he shot his load, I asked him what was wrong. He said it was me, I said, “what do you mean its me?” He looked at me and told me he knows I fucked someone or made out with someone. He then pointed at my neck, Don sucked on my neck while we were fucking, he must left a hickey there. I just laid there not saying anything,. Good idea, that she had sent all the slaves away. They could think she had caught a fever. She knew better, though. And she never could decide whether it was a good thing or a bad one to be in his company?Tonight she would tell him, she thought with a sudden flash of bravery. It had been weeks since she last had roamed the city, on her own and unguarded except for one of the women, her personal servant, who had accompanied her. She took some strolls in the garden every day, but this had begun. Obviously he said yes. Spenser informed us that he got off at midnight. Liz gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered in his ear, " I'm sure you will get off a few times after midnight". Spencer smiled and turned to walk out the door. Liz gave him a playful smack on the ass as he left. Liz, still naked, poured us another glass of wine and led me to the bed room. She tidied up the room as we talked about later tonight. Liz pulled out some clean towels, some massage oil, lube, condoms,.