I’m gonna put a couple of the cars in our show room, if we can at least get them sorted out cosmetically, even if they still need work underneath. C...rs like that would be a great advert. I can also then pass of the cost - or at least some of it - as a business expense, which is good for you, too, in the long run. We can store the others in the back for now, as I should have room, especially if we bring your chosen ride back here to the home garage for you and me to work on together.”“About that. "I know. I was about to talk to John once but I didn’t because he just wouldn't leave his side." the other girl replied"As if you would have actually talked to him even if he wasn't there. Anyway, they are roommates so nothing we can do about them hanging together." With a sinking feeling, I realized that they were talking about me, but I wasn't surprised."Oh I know. We could offer John to share our room if he wants to get away from him"I didn’t wait to hear squeaky's answer. I quietly got up. ”“Good. Eat as much as you want.” He took a bit of his own meal. “Do you sleep in your belt?”“Usually. I take it off when Dad and I take a bath.”“Together?”“He has the only key, so he cleans it for me.”“Oh. That makes sense.”“Wow! You’re the only person who doesn’t -,” Morgan yawned, “Oh, sorry.” He shook his head. “I don’t know why I’m so tired so suddenly.”“It’s ok. Let’s go to my room.”Morgan gets to school early so she can put her vib in her pussy before I see her. When I get to school, I. I can tell, so keep that in mind when I tell you to do something from now on so we can keep that just between us, too. You do as you're told from now on you fat little slut and no one gets hurt. That last remark hurt the most.And so it began again. I was getting fucked regularly, getting fucked really hard and long, night after night, whether I liked it or not, wanted it or not, letting him touch me wherever and whenever he wanted, letting him open my blouse or put his hand under my skirt.