‘Hello Helen, you’re looking all pretty today…’ A wave of nausea crashed over her as she looked at the man who had recently been released from...the mental hospital. He was more dangerous looking than ever and she felt a fear as he looked down at her swollen belly. ‘Leave me alone Nick, I don’t want you coming near me, my husband…’ ‘I know all about your husband Helen and I could care less, you three, you screwed me up big time, and I just wanted to let you know, you three are going to pay. Not. I am sure that when smokers came in they thought we were a couple and we had been together for a long time. They had no idea that I had just met him a few hours before or that I had just taken him to the bathroom and fucked the hell out of him. They also had no idea I wasn’t even close to finished. It wasn’t long after we finished our cigarettes we were both ready for another round. It wasn’t a long discussion between the two of us. “Do you want to go again?” he asked winking. “Of course” I. My mind was still kind of clouded with fatigue and thoughts of April.Oh, shit. April.Suddenly I felt warm breath on my neck. The dark-haired teenager -- I still didn't know her name, I realized -- had pressed her body up against me, and was inexpertly kissing my neck. I could feel her pert little nipples pressing into my chest. I was about to say something when I realized that her hand had slipped down the front of my pants and was softly grabbing my dick through my boxers. As I looked down at. ” I said to her with a smile.She looked up at me, and smiled for the first time. She looked at me and asked “How can i serve you saheb?”, and after a pause, she said “I will do whatever you say...”My cock lurched inside my shorts when I heard that. “How old are you?” I queried.“21 saheb” she replied.‘At least she was of a fuckable age’, I thought to myself. “Are you married?” I asked further.“Yes sir, but my husband kicked me out a month later,” she replied matter of factly. Then she proceeded.