She says, “Ed, since we have all of the furs we need what do you intend to do with all of the hides you have from the hunting? There’s about fifty...of them and some of the other camp members can do with an extra fur for winter.”“How many would be used by those who need one?”“About forty should be enough. That still leaves a lot more.”“OK, organise with Wild Thorn to hand out the furs to those who need them. Because this is a ‘whole of the camp’ activity she should be involved. I don’t mind them. She cried out in pain and surprise, and tried to step back, but I simply tightened my grip on her beast. "You belong to me, now. If you take the ring off without my permission, I'll give you another one to wear on your clit. Are we clear?" Danny, I don't like this!" Catherine protested, gritting her teeth at the sharp pain."You don't like it? What makes you think I give a fuck what you like, you worthless little cum-slut?"She bit her lip and shook her head, wisely choosing not to reply to my. She stopped by and said, “See me before you leave, X. It’s good to see you.”My service writer was another young woman, Lorrie. She was dressed, as were all the service writer personnel in a company shirt. Instead of dark slacks, she was wearing shorts and sneakers. She looked good. “You know Cassie?” She emphasized the word, know, very slightly.“Yes, she’s a fun person as well as a knowledgeable sales person.”She grinned. “She is both. I’ve played with her. You’re right. She’s fun. I’m off. I'm getting late for the shop." Yes dad."He departed. Now only mother and I was sitting at the table. I boldly stared at my mother. Her face was all crimson but she didn't avoid my gaze. We sat there silently staring into each other eyes."Mother..." Rosy appeared from nowhere. "Do you really need this?"Startled, mom looked at her. Rosy gave her a nasty grin and flapped the medicine wrapper in front of her. Mother's cheeks flushed again."Shut up." She cried, got up and went to her room.My sister.