.. in my fantasies they thanked me for abusingthem, for treating them like the sluts they were - I knew I would never have her body again, but why sho...ld she treat me so cruelly?And Denise? I couldn't think of her without a flash of hot rage and thethought 'that lying slut!' The girl who had come into my office beggingfor a chance to suck my cock in exchange for grades now had thetemerity to suggest I had raped her?But rage would eventually give way to dread; what if this bizarre,madcap plan. I glanced at her as she rose up to mantle and hiss angrily. I shook my head and removed the sling with her eggs and set it in a seat nearby, “Nest.”She rubbed my face and dropped down to the seat and crawled into the sling. I sat beside her and leaned back as port officers descended to pull the body away. They kept looking at me as I relaxed but they did not come closer. It was several hours before a clerk arrived at the boarding gate. Edwards groaned and she looked at him before looking. How could I ever be real... Rachel moved out from under me. I couldn't look at her. I lay on the sofa with my face buried in the cushions. I could only hope I would wake up from a bad dream."That was great Mrs J." she said in her little girl voice. "You know what? This like makes you my bitch now, don't it. Weird huh... Megan's mother being my bitch. Are you going to be my bitch Mrs J.?"This additional humiliation only served to create another flutter of excitement deep down in my gut."How. Did he want me to do that to? How would I feel about it? Could I stop him? No... I would not be able to stop him. But, what was really scary to me as I stood there and admired the girl I had become, I worried that I might like doing it.I spritzed on a bit of the lovely scented perfume that I found on the vanity. I felt so dreamy. I felt kind of feminine, and it was really nice to me. I checked the clock on the bedside table, and with a start, I realised that I had been in Sandra's room for well.