.." Bitch had a point."Besides, it's not about fucking or getting head, anyway, is it, Master? It's about domination. I bet you can fuck a guy to prov... you own him..." Bitch eyed me sidelong.I thought about it. "Bitch, you're too sneaky for your own good. Yeah, you're probably right..."Bitch smiled. "It's the mission you gave me. I want to succeed."I cocked my head, eyeing her. "So what do you figure your job is, anyway?"Bitch looked me dead in the eye, "It's my job to do anything you ask of. I am married to my husband for 26 years now and I can say we were hot on bed a lot of those years. My husband is still hot even to this day but for the past few years sex has become a scarce activity in our lives. This started to take toll on me as I was getting hornier but my dear hubby did not have time to take-care of my heat. So I started seeking men who would take care of my passion between my legs. All this continued till the day my son came home.My son Rahul left for US to work on. Whereby I made love to her, Walt used her. I could never be like that, no matter how hard I tried. Anna knew that, too. Being used in this manner was something she never knew she needed until that first night Id things get out of hand. It was now something she had to have, Walt had initiated her into it with skill, and I felt like Id been sucker-punched. I could let her do it or I could demand she stop – in which case I was pretty sure I would end up losing her. I would not lose Anna. She was. 'It's ok. I'm quite used to it now. I've had to talk about it since I started working part-time two months ago." So what happened, if you don't mind my asking?" He got hit when a bomb exploded near the building that they were guarding. They said he died instantly, that he didn't suffer. This was when I was five months pregnant." Her eyes had a distant, far-away look.An awkward silence followed, then Sam, to break the tension, quipped, "That must have sucked. But now you have a baby who sucks.