She was left alone before but in this body it felt different as if shewere vurnable and helpless...a feeling she hated."Well I'm 'Kane Snippy' doll an... this is my diner." Kane spoke with asmall smile as he lifted a cup of coffee in his hand to his lips taking asip.Kane was a huge man at most six-nine in height, very husky and rounded butnot fat.He had short crew cut raven hair and dull grey eyes, a bushy beard was onhis face rough and jagged.He wore an orange vest with a black undershirt and a. . she had thought him a fine looking man. A few inches taller than her and broad in the shoulders, muscular throughout with powerful legs that she had seen power him through runs on the beach.He owned the Fortune 500 Company that manufactured software but she knew he also belonged to the club, an organization both selective and secretive when it came to picking its members. He played tennis, hiked mountains, loved Italian restaurants all over the world and had picked her out of a catalog.Not. This went on for a little while before we were all done . Jaron and I didn’t discuss me eating his ass , we just went about our business like that never happened . A few night later We are in our dorm room and Jaron is sitting on the bed and he is bare foot and something about his beautiful black feet and creamy soles start making me horny , now jaron knows I love women’s feet and he starts noticing I can’t take my eyes off his feet so he says to me “ bro why are you starring at my feet like. It's a privilege to see her, it's a privilege to be anywhere near her. To lie at the feet of the daughter she's borne - even that is a privilege.Frieda is friendly to me. For a few minutes she makes motherly small-talk. Then she's down to business, but in a way that doesn't scare me. She tells me she likes Toni's sketches of me and Toni's general account of my "demeanor." She uses that word, "demeanor." I feel moved to thank her. Because I already want to give her anything I can. I want to pour.