I couldhardly think. “I mean, that’s what you are, rightKatie? A slut? Would a cool career woman and properwife be just about to come on a...thick black finger inher hot fuck hole?”“Noooo!” I moaned, needing him to push me just a littlefurther.“Would a nice society girl beg someone besides herhusband ‘ a Black man — to make her come with hishand?”“Noooooooo” I moaned longer and louder.I tried to focus — to think of something. Or Ms. Right. “Can I at least pay for the book or something?” Rosanna asked sheepishly. “Uh…no… That’s all right.” Matilda reluctantly removed her hand from Rosanna’s shoulder, straightened her skirt and tried to compose herself. Believing that she would not be offered another chance to spot this woman, she took a bold stance and blurted,, “If you really want to make sure I’m okay, you can invite me for coffee.” Rosanna raised an eyebrow at this obvious flirtatious invitation. She knew she. . was 'nurse'. She was biting her lip and looking unhappy. I reached over and took her hand. "Sweetheart ... I'm sorry. I'm being selfish, wanting you around when I'm not working. In fact, Penny wants me to start working from home most of the time, so I'll be here a lot, and I was hoping you'd be around. But ... I can see it's important to you so, okay."She squeezed my hand. "I didn't realise it would make you unhappy," she said."It's not such a big deal." Hmmm..." she cocked her head to one. All these terrible things that are happening to us ... to me are your fault. You did this to me. I've been raped and forced to commit sodomy with so many men that I can't even keep track of them any longer. I'm forced to spend my entire day parading around naked or nearly naked. All anyone has to do if they want to see me naked is ask. And I have to wear these fucking heels! Surely you don't think that we can go back to the life we had at the end of four months and all will be forgotten?!"Let.