I was no closer to knowing what I wanted than I was earlier last night. I got up and went to the kitchen and made coffee, it was only 4:30 a.m. I sat ...here staring out the window watching the darkness. At about 5:00 a.m. Tommy walked in, poured a cup and sat down at the table opposite me."You couldn't sleep either?" He asked."Hardly a wink," I replied.Silence. We sat and drank our coffee without another word. I caught him staring at me several times. Finally I asked, "What? You're staring at me. You are wet aren’t you, Miss Steel. Like a good little slut that is ready to be taken anyhow, anywhere, anytime." I hear the arousal in his voice. ”Yes, I’m so wet aching to be filled by your hard cock,” I gasp. Wow, I've never said things like that to anyone before. But something about Mr. Callahan brings out a wanton slutty creature in me. I hear him unzip his pants and I push out my rump to give him easier access. "Hmm, what a good slut," he purrs as he quickly pulls my panties down and. He looked deeper in to her eyes. ‘I love the way you look at me, no man had ever wanted to look at me like that before. It is so wonderful.’ she said. ‘My lady, you are beautiful. You radiate a glow that I have never seen in any other woman. You radiate… love. I don’t know why any other man hadn’t seen it before, but, it comes through so clearly for me. You should’ve had men falling at your feet to worship you.’ He said. ‘Me? Worshipped? No! that NEVER Happened. Only thing that were worshipped. I hated my body when I first met Ken and even now I still have reservations about my physical appearance. I know and I accept that I am not what is generally considered attractive, pretty and a far cry from beautiful and yet he taught me that men and women can still find me attractive despite my physical appearance. I still struggle with it but I am not incapacitated by it like I was when I first met Ken.In all the time we have spent together over the years, we have spent more time with Ken,.