'Blimey that was quick', he muttered as he read the e mail address and scribbled it onto a piece of paper to be recorded in his address book after he ...ent a e mail communication. Eliz read the reply and smiled. Generally she was a bit reluctant to put anything too erotic on anything associated with the internet. She had heard of such items getting into the hands of others who then posted the contents on their Facebooks and within a short time the message had gone viral and naturally had been. Through the thin walls I could hear Hazel taking a shower and we seemed to leave for work at roughly the same time. We only spoke pleasantries and did not develop any further kind of acquaintance. On rare occasions I crossed paths with Matty, who looked as fearful of me as ever. She never once returned my ‘Hi’. The other tenants kept to themselves. I wished whoever watched me in the hall would testify I was polite to Matty. One very cold Friday night I could not sleep, could not read, nothing. .. particularly in view of the fact that the young man to Loren's right kept looking over at them, with long, punctuating stares at Loren's bare leg. They sat through the movie amid the periodic glances of people on Jerry's left and the man on Loren's right. And, as she bent forward at the movie's end, to retrieve her shoes, still both off, she muttered, "I'm going home." Turning to the man on her right, she added, "can you help me find my shoe?"Jerry felt himself going into shock. Loren had. "Yeah, he wasted no time going down on that cock and last night he took my dildo like a champ. Gave himself a facial even!" Jennifer said."That is so hot, where did you find him? I want to have a little slut slave like him for myself now!" We met in school. I swear, all you need to do is start them out young when they are impressionable, you know? Speaking of wanting your own slut slave though... I was thinking maybe you wanted to help me a little with his training?" Jennifer said. Apparently.