“At least that you remembered,” Ms. Brendan said, referring to her use of Ms. Brendan at the end of her sentence.“The rules,” Donna thought fr...ntically. “What were the rules?” And she thought back on yesterday and tried to remember them. At the same time she recalled all of her humiliating sex acts, her lust, her cheating. Guilt set in again, but for now Donna, overwhelmed with fear, opted to follow Ms. Brendan’s lead once again. Ms. Brendan gently rubbed the salve onto Donna’s bare bottom,. I ask her to lift the frock till where it pains so I can massage it with hot water , apply balm and massage. She lift it by dragging it along exposed most of her left thigh. I took the cotton and massage the outside of her thigh. I started going to part that were between her legs which was difficult because she had her legs closed and I ask her if she could spread a little. She look up and bent her right leg and slowly put it to the side of the bed. If she wasn’t wearing the skirt she would be. This dress was customary for Turks, but she didn’t seem Turkish. She had an air of dignity and calm, with chocolate brown hair flowing to her breasts in curls. She had piercing grey eyes, and had a look of mischief to them. Her presence captivated Edward, so engrossed in her body his pain went away. She stopped at Edwards cell, and opened it. She stretched out a petite hand, beckoning for him to follow her. Happy to leave the stench of the prison and to follow this beauty, Edward paced down. ” I stood there stunned. Looks like the tenants in the building were a little more neighborly than I thought. “Boom…boom…boom” now harder against the wall. “I’m going to ram the shit out of you…take it…take it bitch.” “Boom…boom…boom” shit my neighbor was getting pummeled! I just stood still listening. All of a sudden there was a wail of a female voice and a final “Boom” then everything went silent. I just stood there still, half naked with my dick dangling in the wind, for about 5 minutes… I.