The note read, ‘Take your shit, get out, and stay out. If you come back, the photos go to Chief Lewis and the husbands and fathers of your whores.�... * * * Cynthia had stayed awake until nearly one in the morning her first day at Sean’s house. She’d cleaned the kitchen and the living room thoroughly. The surfaces were dusted, trash disposed of, magazines stacked neatly on bookshelves, and floors swept, mopped, and area rugs vacuumed. She’d gone through the refrigerator and thrown away the spoiled. As his bottom half was nude, I lazily came up onto his lap. "Would you like to do the honors, fiance?" I wondered, placing my arms on his shoulders."Yes," he replied, grabbing his manhood.He guided it right into my slit, and I went down, taking the whole thing in there. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and shook around somewhat. I couldn't help, but to smile. I had some rival in my mind anyway, and I just scored some points over Nova."Who is your cowgirl, Dante?" I questioned, beginning to. Hadn't gone a mile, phone pinged. It was him. "sorry I'm really scared. I don't want to go back with you, but I know a place. It's a public toilet in a cemetery. If you take me there I'll meet you " Well that's me rock and a hard place. I don't do outdoor or cottaging. To much risk, if I'm caught my job is over. Decisions, Fuck it I'm here now so said ok. Said i was on my way back. To be fair when I got there so was he. Shit he looked so nervous. He opened the door got in and other than. ‘What happened?’ He hoped she would answer, instead she simply started bawling. It was all he could do not to start crying with her as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling him into the heat of his body and burying his face in her hair. He could feel her tears soaking through his shirt but there was no way he was letting her go. ‘Shhhh… shhhhh…. It’s okay. I promise. Tell me what I can do?’ Her only response was to cling to him tighter as her body shook with her sobs. It was then he first.