I thought, I must stop seeing Alberto. But then I thought, No, no. I love him so! I can control this. I just need to be more careful. I need to be mor... assertive. I have rights, too!He cannot keep abusing me in these ways. And that morning, I did not call him. And that afternoon, instead of going to him for sex in the lunch hour, I went to the mall and I bought a pair of red high heels with the whore money.I looked at the positives in my life. I am 31 years old, almost 32. And I have managed to. Therefore, it was decided to enlarge our second chamber to make room for two more apartments. We could us that as a measure of how much work we would have to expend to accept more people into the cave. Crews were organized, additional tools were acquired, and the work was started.At first, we were making rapid progress on enlarging Chamber #2, as it was now called, when we had a great surprise handed to us: one of the crews noticed that the wall they were chipping on suddenly had a hollow sound. She had a beautiful smile and dark eyes that said “I can be nice and naughty”. She sat down opposite me in the booth again. “What’s your name?” and I answered. “Okay, Ben, if you want to wait around or come back at 2 a.m. when I get off, maybe I could take your application for sugar Daddy.” I was more than pleased with myself for charming her enough to meet me after work. I told her I would go back to my hotel and come back later. “Park in back next to the brown Corvette,” she said. “You. Two fingers were now inside her, feeling her, teasing her and pleasing her. My hand felt the wet, almost pouring from within, her thighs gripped my head, squeezing hard. I sensed my time was coming, so I lifted my face away and turned my body. I lay her flat, with me on top of her Her legs spread wide to meet me as I lowered myself into her, the wetness smoothed the way, as I sunk deep inside her vagina. She bucked her hips up to meet my thrusts, as we fucked each other.“Jim, Jim, Jim,” was all.