Keeping us alive was a part ofmaking sure there was never any trace of us to be found, although Ithink neither really wanted to actually commit murder...Davidson wanted to ship the both of us to a whorehouse in Europe or Asiaand just have us disappear into sex slavery, but Thompson convinced himto go through with this "swap" plan because he desperately wanted tomold me into a perfect slut. In fact, a lot of what happened to me wasentirely his idea. He convinced Davidson to make us twins, so. She waved nervously and continued her work. We watched the checkouts until Ramesh’s was quiet, then moved in and he walked straight into it. “Having a party?” he said brightly. Ali took on the observer’s role as I talked bank holidays and boredom with Ramesh, and he accepted the invitation. He would come straight from work and Anesha would nip home to change. We made it look and sound like a party. Ramesh arrived shortly after 8pm and I talked cricket with him for half an hour before Anesha. “The question is, who got into you? But you don’t have to answer. I know. His name is Bob!” She didn’t even look surprised. “So, what are you going to do about it?” “I’m going to fuck you like the whore you are!” He pushed her legs further apart, and drove the purple head of his cock right between her lips. Emily’s clit was now engorged. She closed her eyes and lay back into the pillow. Her mouth opened slightly and her breathing was faster. “Is this the way he did it? With him on top? Or. It was one of the best birthdays ever. She also made sure of that! The day started with her picking me up. She had gotten a hotel room for us. She gave me a bath, washing me from head to toe! She washed my hair….as a woman, we LOVE such things!!! She even shaved me. After that, we went to dinner with some friends. When we came back to the hotel, she told me that for the rest of the evening, I would be blind folded. This was to help me not feel so insecure. Once I was dressed and ready for the.