“Yeah he did … But I want to hear it from you. You’re supposed to run a high-class place here. A safe place! These things aren’t suppose to ha...pen at Magdalene House. How’d some nut get to the Judge on a private floor and do that? It’s like a slaughterhouse in there! And you mind telling me where the hell were you? Probably passed out drunk, typical whore.” “You know better Thomas. I never lose control. I don’t get drunk with men. I fuck them.” “You mean to tell me you didn’t see or hear. Angela released him unwillingly and climbed on top of him. He grabbed her hips to help her and guided her on his erection. With her right hand she put him inside her and the moment he felt himself sinking in her silken depths all movement ceased and they looked at each other.Her face was crimson as if she were ashamed of something. James used his hand to push her mouth on his own. They kissed wildly, urgently, searching for something beyond sex and lust.Angela's eyes were dark as she began. They get offended when they see she doesn't response in the same way to them although they didn't refuse her and be comfortable as much as they can. Then she surrendered to them to button off her blouse. They first took of her blouse and then her bra. Her big white breasts like cantaloupes popped out. They looked finally happier. They had big eggplants and she had cantaloups. There was nothing more natural than that. When the guests started to complain about their backs, she proposed them a. ‘We did buy you something though,’ says Sarah. ‘Here open it.’I take the paper off to find a new collar, which says MY BITCH on the front.‘Well what do you say?’ say Donna. ‘I picked that especially for you. You can at least say thank you.’‘Thank you mistresses,’ I say. ‘You will wear that wherever we go, people should know that you belong to me,’ says Donna. ‘Is that clear?’‘Yes thank you mistress.’ ‘Now come here so I can take off your old collar and put on your nice new one.’With my new.