When I asked her to leave the office she didn’t. She just stood there looking at me. After several very long moments she asked:“You like your job?...Like the pay and benefits?”I knew where she was going so I cut her off at the pass.“Not enough to put up with your sorry ass.”She gave me a look I couldn’t decipher and then turned and left. After she was gone I couldn’t help but wonder if the kid was really mine and that of course was followed by the thought that if the kid was mine it would sure. I think he wanted me to always remember.D. Who?J. The person who did this to me.D. Who did this to you?J. ...I don't remember. ...I'm exhausted.D. Why?J. I feel it all over again. I feel like a man until I look down and - You wouldn't understand. I told you this yesterday. It happened again. It will happen tomorrow. This is my punishment.D. Punishment for what?J. My punishment is I have to sit to pee. I've gotten shorter. Weaker. Smaller. My identity has been taken from me. My life has been. With the base of my hand pressed hard against my clitoris, and the tip of the dildo rubbing against my cervix, I came. Every muscle in my body tensed. I shook over and over. I screamed obscenities. I felt warm fluid escaping from me and running into the crease of my bum. I felt wonderful. 'Anna...' The words that were in my head were, Anna, I love you, but I had no idea how to say them. 'Yes Madam, we have all that. Is there anything else we can help you with,' 'Yes,' I stuttered between gasps,. She has a nice set of tits, about a D cup at the time and freckles on her body. Her hair is long and loads of curls. She has a rust color bush and its thick. Her lips are the thick school girl looking pussy. And she was always a tight one. It took me much longer to get her broken in. The saying of fit like a glove is mild compared to her. She wants no oral, she wants to fuck and fuck hard. So right into her tight little body I go. Legs spread and ass working the pussy to me. She moans.