She liked the name Jake for her horse. He drove her home and helped her out. She had been thinking about a way to repay him all day. He had made her s... happy since she had gotten to Trimbridge and she had given him nothing in return. So as he helped her out of the truck she took his hand and started leading him toward the house with her. ‘What are you doing?’ he asked. ‘I want you to come over like usual.’ she smiled up at him as she said it. ‘Ok ok but let me go home and shower first and grab. ” I replied, I wasn’t about to tell this stranger I had no phone nor did I want one. I enjoyed my privacy, not wanting anything to intrude upon it.“Again I am sorry, I just moved into the large house past your home. As of yet we have so few things connected,” the man said to me.“Yes, you mean the Prescott mansion. Sir, I am sorry that this has happened, I am afraid that there is nothing that I can do. Later in the day perhaps but not now,” I told the man as I tried to push down the rising. Already, Icould feel Stephanie climbing her way back up into my mind. Soon she'dbe back to her new, old self. Just a low-class tramp shaking her titsfor money and sucking dick for transportation."Stephanie?"I turned around to see Kat Davenport standing nearby. She looked at mewith a concerned expression. However, there was something. Something Icouldn't quite put my finger on. Kat might be one of those fuckingRaiderettes, but I couldn't remember a single time she'd joined in ontheir taunts.. He picked up my tits by my nipples and squeezed them, then ran a finger nail over each nipple, hard, all I could do was moan louder.I was no longer damp between my legs, I was wet, soaking my panties with my juices.The abuse of my nipples continued when she took out a bullet vibrator, very small, turned it on and put it against my pierced right nipple. The vibrations that passed through my piercing made me moan out loud, the man behind quickly put his hand over my mouth to muffle my.