She must be young and beautiful, more beautiful than you, which shouldn't be hard."Again her heart felt the piercing pain of his words."You will seduc... her and bring her to me. Here we will break her and train her as my new sexual slave. She will replace you in my bed. I need a woman to fuck, Mioki. One who is young and fresh and tight. You no longer satisfy me. You will continue to amuse my friends when I wish, but, as your belly bulges, even they will tire of you quickly. He noticed her eyes. My heart jumped in my chest at the vision of Rebecca Renaldi in a yellow, spaghetti strapped sundress. Grinning back at me, she twirled arms out, and asked, ‘Do I look all right.’ The hem flared, exposing flawless legs from thigh to leather sandals. Her hair whipped around and landed over her shoulder when she stopped. Clavicles, cleavage, and the pulsing beat in the hollow of her throat left me speechless until I gathered my wits enough to say, ‘That’ll do.’ ‘Great! Let’s hit the road.’ As. "I think so. I'm just a bit tired really." The annoying thing about 18 year olds is their ability to not get hang overs. We chatted about the night, who pulled, who drank too much and so forth. As we talked I continued to wash and hang my things and Rosie seemed to space out. "Do you always wear stockings?" she asked, out of nowhere. "Mostly, yes." I noticed she was looking at the clothes airer upon which I was hanging my freshly washed underwear. She seemed to be admiring some of the items. "What?" she groggily answered."I'm gonna fuck you. "It's not the way he wanted it to be. He wanted her there in the moment, to be his alone, under his control, not halfway in and half in a twilight sleep. But he did have to admit she looked extremely beautiful laying there, her hair strewn all about her, her eyes half closed, her lips whispering things he could barely hear. He wanted her so badly, he was so hot for her ever since he first saw her. He had never felt this way about a woman.