He was planning his moves as he drove out of the driveway. Susan quickly went to the house wondering what she should wear for Sean. “What does ...t matter” she thought to herself “they’ll be coming off anyway”. What she was wearing, her flimsy summertime pyjamas, would do fine. No point spoiling him. She lit up a cigarette to steady her nerves. She could feel her pussy starting to moisten as she anticipated what he would do to her. She paced between the kitchen and living room wondering. Still shaking my own head in wonder, I crossed back over towards the desk sitting down. I began wondering what it was going to take, likewise realizing this might in fact never actually happen. I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry at the moment. It was turning out to be a much more difficult task than I'd originally thought.Jared returned several minutes later with a fresh cup of coffee for me, along with a decanter, which he had also filled. I almost frowned upon seeing that. He'd. "And please don't tell my mother, for she will beat me so very hard. Please let me go." "We won't hurt you my dear," said Uncle Bear in his Medium Size Voice, "But you have been naughty and so if you do not wish us to tell your mother you must let us punish you and do what we say before we let you go." "Oh yes, yes anything if you'll let me go!" "How old are you little girl?" asked Daddy. "Eighteen, sir," she replied, calming down a little now she knew she wasn't going to be beaten. "And have. That was pure Susan apparently ... perhaps this would be easier than she'd thought."That's very nice, Susan ... I'm sure you'll make that really great guy very happy ... You know, I know a guy who's 'really great' ... would you like to know who?" Uh huh."This was it. This was where it went from messing around with Susan's head to actual betrayal. "William, our landlord ... he's the greatest guy I know ... but I don't know if he's right for you dear." Not right for me?"Susan's disappointment was.