“Do it, do it now, learn to enjoy it, your juices and others, you won’t always be the only one with a client.”I did as she told me, I cleaned al... trace of myself from his cock, wondering what she meant.“Well done Louise,” Dieter said, “now pleasure her, make her come.”I didn’t know if I could, didn’t know if I wanted to. I knew I wasn’t a lesbian, but wondered what she’d taste like. I went down on her. I was nervous, reluctant even. But I did it, she tasted musky, an aroma that I would never. I wasn't that far gone yet however. I didn't & still don't wear makeup or wigs. I bite my nails to the core & there's no point trying to stop it with nails applied.I was prolonging the inevitable. I had dreamed of being fully encased in leather & having to adapt, since I was young. Now in my early 20s, I casually went in pursuit of the elixir that gave a high like no other. From 25 onwards, I've been a leather collector. This store in particular has been the quiet mistress of my affairs. No. Remy?”“Yes, Alice, you did a lovely job with your selections,” she answered politely. It wasn’t a lie. There wasn’t a single item that she hadn’t cared for; she was pleasantly surprised that Alice hadn’t picked ridiculous outfits out of spite.Alice’s face looked pinched, and her smile tight. “Mr. Stewart made the selections. I simply made sure that the tailor had your measurements so everything would fit perfectly. So, you see, that is why we needed to make sure that nothing needed. Her eyes opened and she looked up to him, “Now I realize something else. I am okay. I am normal. But you, you’re not okay. You are broken. You rape -”She took a deep breath, “You raped me. But it’s okay. I’m not mad. God, five minutes ago I would have married you. But now I know better. I know better. I wanted to tell you it’s over. It’s over. You should move far far away. Okay?”He nodded, a bead of sweat trickling down his face.“Okay, good. Goodbye Phil.”Nerveless, she walked back to Conner.