"It is considered polite and refined, young man, to knock before entering a closed room." "I...I'm sorry. I thought you had asked me to ..." ...is words trailed off in response to the gesture of dismissal in the wave of her hand. "Never mind, we'll get to that later," she said, "Sit down," signalling the straight-backed Shaker chair near her own. He sat, chastened by the sharpness of her admonishment. She continued to flip through the papers, pausing to read here and there, flipping. I had a very prettycolorful feminine blouse and scarf with long brown hair with full makeupin the photo. I had on such dark eye shadow, I really liked that look. Itried to remember when that photo might have been taken, but couldn'tremember.The day was uneventful, had lunch in the lunchroom with other girls.They all were so nice.Close to the end of the day, my doctor called asking me to come upstairsto see her before I left work. Why did she want to see me?The day was coming to a close and the. Fiona got out of her car and went to the door, and was hardly inside when Damian began stripping her clothes off before pushing her onto the bed. He fucked her raw and hard, pounding her starving cunt mercilessly, his hand wrapped around her throat squeezing tightly as his cock rocketed in and out.Fiona loved how each time he fucked her, he fucked her like it was the first and possibly last time. His passion and lust never wavered. In fact, it only seemed to become more intense. At first, they. “That makes him a good hostage,” Clea said.“Grab him,” Chom shouted.“Grab who?” Sean asked looking around wildly.Ten minutes later, Chom was standing in the backyard with his arms crossed. They had fled the house without getting anymore meatloaf. Disgusted, he said, “We should have used a Leprechaun negotiate for us,”“And share that Ambrosia with a Leprechaun?” Pip asked as if the suggestion was beyond ridiculous.“We didn’t get any of that Ambrosia so what would it matter if we had to share it.