Where are my manners? My name is Josh. And yours? he asked. Summer blushed. Summer. Jason smiled. A lovely name for a lovely girl. Have you eaten? Go...d, so have I. Now, where do you come from? The question honestly seemed to puzzle Summer. Josh led her over to a couch, and she sat down. Im sorry sir. I cant remember. I do remember my name is Summer though. she said. Josh laughed. Why are you sorry? I see no reason for you to ask for forgiveness. And dont call me Sir. Call me Josh. How did you. What she didn't know was that her daughter was in the locker nearby, bound and gagged, but able to see what was going on through the slats in the door. From Quigley's perspective, it was only fair that she be able to see what her mother was willing to suffer for her sake.When he went off shift, he wasn't sure whether it was wise to go to The Early Girl again for breakfast or not. The kiss had done wonders for the steaminess of his writing ... but he hadn't remembered anything. That kiss. Later that day sue came back out with shep and put him in with me again. “You will need to get used to being fucked up the arse i have set you up a GRINDR page. She showed me her phone.“Fuck my slave” was the only bit i saw and a photo of me.Then before she had gone i was laid over the stool again for shep to fuck me. Three hours later Sue came and fetched shep and left me some more food. She had kept my chip switched on and connected to her. She would get the new girl into bed and have her. I would love to lay her pale white legs over my shoulders and plough her wet little pussy as she stares up at me with her pretty blue eyes, mouth gaping as she moans in pleasure. Ah, but alas, it is not meant to be. She’s married and has k**s and lives a respectable suburban life. Even goes to church and has a whole moral Christian thing going. The other day she got off on a rant about the new Fifty Shades of Gray movie that came out. Said she couldn’t believe women were lining up to see.