"What did you say?"She looked me directly in the eyes, and said, "I asked who owns you?" In a lower voice, she added, "Slut."I gasped slightly at the ...ast word, but met her gaze, and asked, "What makes you think that someone owns me? Or that I'm a slut?"She laughed a little in a rich, low voice. "I'd say it's pretty obvious. Shall I list the reasons?" Please do."She spun her stool to face me more directly, and placed a hand on my knee, using it turn my stool a little more toward her. She. Nikki was up and moving at her usual time which was just a bit after the sunrise. This time of year that was getting later, too. But she especially liked the quiet and peace of the early morning and out in the country it was even quieter and more peaceful. Naked, she took her coffee mug to the patio and sat at the table looking out over the back property. Every morning and day she went outside naked she was grateful for this wonderful property Joe inherited from his aunt. The house being set. I was away now, getting a good feel of her tits with her giving me instructions on what to do. Then she was getting in my trousers and in no time my cock was in her hand and she was stroking it. “Mmmm what a nice dick you have, I bet your girl friends love it. Do they stroke it for you? I bet you’ve had lots of girls; have you fucked any yet?”I shook my head, I didn’t dare tell about Linda and Angela, but as I hadn’t cum in them I hadn’t really fucked properly. “How would you like to fuck me. I saw the electric train when I was walkingin the fly-over bridge. If I miss that train, the nexttrain will be only after 25 or 30 minutes. So, I ranto catch that train. My left leg slipped when I wasclimbing down the stairs. I fell down with my fullweight on the turned left foot. It took severalminutes for me to gather my bag and other things thathad fallen out of my pocket. The train had left infront of my eyes, leaving me alone and painful in thestation. Fortunately, the next train came soon.