She liked me for me.’ ‘Are you sure Chase? I mean, it could just be lust.’ ‘No Jack, I’m sure. I love her.’ Jack knew he would probably l...ose his job over this, but he couldn‘t bare to see his friend like this anymore. ‘Well then, we’ll have to see what we can do, won’t we.’ * * * * Sam opened the front door to her house and trudged warily inside. She had been up since five this morning and hadn’t stopped since. Today was the day of the opening, and Sam had spent nearly all day getting the. She was called Polly – he didn’t know her family name – and she was a buxom woman with a friendly smile and something in her face that always touched him deeply. A friend of his once asked him why on earth he went to the Rose and Crown? It wasn’t particularly fashionable, and it was a few miles from the village – the village pub had a very good name. ‘Yes,’ he had said, ‘but at the Rose and Crown the barmaid hands out daydreams free with the beer.’ His friend had come along one day to find out. .. all night long.But why hadn't they awakened her... why... And where was Sam!The last thing she remembered was Sam climbing under the covers... and he had put his mouth down between her legs and done to her what he had done that first night! Oh God! A violent thrill shot straight up from her ravaged cunt, piercing her as though a giant cock still churned inside it. She bent double in bed with the force of the memory, feeling soreness everywhere she touched. She would have to go to her room. The horrible experiences in Florida had taught her she could not trust Kristie to run her life anymore. Kristie should die. Kristie should be peeled off of her true self like a snake's skin. She should give way to a new Kristie. A Kristie who was the save and absolute property of the woman she had accepted as her Mistress.The night of their dinner under the stars had definitely convinced her she loved her Mistress. It did not surprise her at all. Kristie knew how to love a person. She had often.