But beyond that, she'd received no assistance.She remembered waking up on a pile of dirty laundry, warm and surrounded by the smells and sounds of a w...rkshop in full operation. Her chrono said it was on the cusp between night and morning. The time when the air was chilly and crisp, making it the best time to do all the heavy work on a ship, before the day got too warm and muscles got too tired.She'd knotted a few jumpsuits together and hauled herself out of the bag of laundry to jump down the. Fiona knew she looked a decade younger than her shocking true age of 65, but she constantly strived to maintain a modicum of sparkle to offset the descending shroud of aging reality. The magazine on her lap was filled with gossip about this celebrity and that celebrity and she was convinced none of it was true but it made for interesting speculation. Strangely, she was looking at an editorial piece about the Cannes Film Festival starting in just a week when she overheard one of the "fresh young. She was nibbling at my ear. Then whispering in hot breaths right into it."Are you learning to like it yet, bitch? Do you want my cock now, like a dirty slut?"Jody had caned me. ****d me, cuckolded me, humiliated me. But I still loved her. I still wanted her.I was so horny and desperate. I nodded. "Say it" she hissed. "Yes" I responded. Gulping. This was the first time I had asked for it. Everything went still and quiet. I knew what I had to do. What I needed to do. What she required. "Yes.... ‘Tear down your panties!’ he demanded.Irene froze. This was so .. , so .., she couldn’t name it.She felt degraded. And from all her education she knew for sure, that this was absolutely wrong.The boy saw no reaction and asked ‘Shall I leave now?’Irene couldn’t do it. But hadn’t he seen her bare vagina two days ago? And wasn’t this the duty of a woman? And hadn’t even his brother seen her bare? So how could she deny him this favor? She had gone so far now. Would all this be useless?No! She.