By tacit consent neither of us mentioned the earlier conversation and we nattered away as usual all the way to the pub where we had a delicious light ...unch. As we left I said:"What now, my love?" Oh, I'm not going back up to London yet." Come home with me then." I'd like to but what would your neighbours think? I'll bet they know that Mary is away." So? First of all they can learn to mind their own business. Then if you do decide to come and see us often once Mary is back they'll have to eat. I flexed my throat and began working the figures cock over hoping that maybe he would just cum and get it over with and leave. “My god you slut you really can suck a cock” he told me as I continued. His hands dropped from my neck where he was holding the knife and I started to think that maybe I could escape this bastard and call the cops. I kept sucking his cock while he started moaning louder and louder and I decided to make my move. I got him out of my mouth and up to my feet and started. She had stopped crying and was chatting about things in general. She never liked talking about her tormentors.I turned onto our street and Sally leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, Billy. I've never really told you how much I've appreciated your help all these years."I told her, "That's alright Sally. You know I care about what happens to you."She looked up at me and smiled.I then had an urge to do something I had never done with her before. "Sally, would you go out with me tonight?. ” I laughed.“I’m serious.” she reiterated.“No I have never lied to you about anything. I didn’t tell you certain things, like what I was planning for the ring ceremony, stuff like that. Asking your mother for permission to marry you. But outright to your face, never.” I answered, seriously.“Good, then from this point on, I want us to be completely open with each other about everything. If you want to talk to me about anything, just ask. Same with me, no secrets. You’re my best friend, my lover.