” She looked at me, intently. “You will let me go? Not hurt me? Not make me the whore? You promise. Truth.” She stared directly into my e...es.“I will let you go. I will not hurt you. I will not make you my whore. I promise. The truth. But I don’t want to let you go. I want to help you.”“How you help Russian orphan girl? You give meal and smile and walk away, happy man?”“Think you can handle high school in the country of the Great Satan?”Her eyes watered again. “You are not to joke. ”Debbie dipped her middle finger in my soaking wet pussy and then wiggled the tip into my asshole.“Oooooo ... mmmmm...” I moaned.Ms. Jansen put my other knee behind her back, spreading me wide while keeping both of her hands free. She pulled my clit hood back with one hand and started squeezing and jerking my clit with the other.Ms. Jansen and Debbie had me escalating toward and orgasm in no time.“Fuck her harder!” Ms. Jansen ordered as she jerked my clit faster and faster. Debbie quickened her. Well, actually, I was here once a long time ago. Up around Anchorage then. Only for a few days, and I was working most of the time. I did get to see Denali... Mt, McKinley. Amazing mountain." Well, we don't have Denali down here, but we have some pretty beautiful places at any rate. Get a lot of rain here. Lots of rain." I've heard. Around 140 inches or so?" Yeah, well we've had more some years and less others, but we average probably 150 inches at least. You get used to it that's for sure.. I realised that whatever I thought I'd had, I was mistaken. I'd given my heart, my soul, and my body to him, and he just walked away. I felt violated, dirty. Even though I was sure I hadn't done anything wrong, I was ashamed. I spent a few minutes thinking back over our interactions since the time we'd met, trying to decide if I'd ever used game knowledge to manipulate him. I had used some of the lines from the game, but they were the ones that resonated most strongly with me, it hadn't been.