Are you actually leaving?” When he didn’t answer, and just kept right on walking out the door without so much as a backward glance, she knew he wa... done with her. Her heart sank as she reached for her clothes, shocked that he could be such a bastard, when she could have sworn they were growing closer every time they were together. She wiped at her eyes, fighting hard not to cry, but finally she gave in and the tears just flowed.As she wiped at her nose, she knew all he’d done was prove to her. Even now, I found her so sexually appealing, so beautiful, my heart throbbed from wanting her.She rolled over on the bed, her lush breasts moving invitingly. When her eyes opened, she blinked rapidly as if she couldn't believe she was actually seeing me. Her eyes probably had tricked her a thousand times into seeing someone when there was no one to see. Slowly, she stood and walked toward me.The first time I came to see her, she screamed and threatened me, berating me as she always had since. You said you had a degree so that made you better, and that'swhy I should fuck you: it's aspirational. Well look at yourself now.Sealed in a vacuum bed, wearing the uniform of a menial, low-paid worker,my uniform, and you can't take it off. You're my wall art now. You'regoing to hang there for the foreseeable, reminded constantly of what it'slike to wear that uniform. Your mouth is packed with my dirty underwearfrom last night. The bra was kind of hard to fit in there with all thepadding and so. They had intended to put a knockout pill in the tea and then help her upstairs to the bedroom where she would sleep for several hours while they had their pool party, orgy. They had told the blacks to come late so they could make sure she was asleep before they got there. They all knew of Mr. and Mrs. Addams’ feelings concerning blacks and agreed to do as Bert, Jr. requested. The next day was a hot one temperature wise and also sexually. Bert, Jr. had taken special care to make sure that he had.