"Hey! That's MY stuff!" she yelled to the cop through the window as I had pulled onto the shoulder. The car wasn't even at a full stop when she got ou..., then I watched her ass as it hustled to get to the cop before Bert could.I helped her convince the cop that he had her stuff, and after scanning Bert, I decided to not give him a hard time about it since he had just got the truck driving job after getting out of the state pen for grand theft auto.After cleaning his act up for him, I waited. Now lick my cock. That's what girls do." She did as she was told, just like Momma always told her. The man was always right. She licked it clean of his sperm. Then Freddie laughed, got up, tucked his prick back in his pants, and went on back home to get some breakfast. Debby was lying back on the grass. She didn't really know what had happened. Her mother never told her anything about this. It had been so different from anything she knew. Now she realized what her Momma and Daddy did when she. It was like listening to a live version of a song you really like: exciting when you hear those opening chords and you know what’s coming, but then slightly different in its contours. Familiar, but still a piece unto itself.Eleanor Kaminski was still panting on the floor, with her eyes closed and a hand at her throat. Her big, luscious body was naked but for the tube top girdling her mid-section. The upstairs was oppressive from the summer heat, and only dimly lit by mid-afternoon sun leaking. My heart was in despair.I don't know how long I sat there engulfed in my own misfortune but after a while I heard a rustling beside me and looked up. I saw the smiling face of another girl. She didn't say anything, she just looked at me, still smiling.'Leave me alone!' I said.'Hi, I am Miro, at least for the time being,' she said ignoring my words.'What do you mean?' I said in a very unfriendly voice.'You know,' she said, 'slaves don't really have names, your Master may change it at any.