“Don’t you have to say thank you to my friends, slut?”“Yes Mistress, I am sorry”“Thank You” he said to them.“Well this is not what I m...ant” said MistressHe looked at Mistress and then looked back. Both the ladies were naked from waist downwards and were sitting on the counter with legs spread.“Go slut and say thank You to them, crawl, you are not allowed to walk” and he knew what he had to do.He crawled over to the first lady, who was the owner of the shop and planted his lips over her waiting. So she is basically tied to the house and him for the rest of her life. Then she ask if I could come in the house when I got her home. She needed to get me some cash for the trip. When we got there she put her son in the bed room and gave him a snack. She put on the TV and closed the door. Then she ask me if I would mind just giving her a toss in the bed before I left. Its had been nearly three years and I looked like I thrill to her. She said she would make it worth my time. I said I had. "I had deliberately picked an old traditional story with a happyending. It seemed to fit the occasion and Angela listened as raptlyas her daughters. When I had finished, she hugged me as tightly asever her daughters had then she hugged her daughters for what seemedan age. There wasn't a dry eye in the room when she finally retired to herown bed and left the connecting bathroom doors open to be reassurethat she really was back with her daughters. I slipped discreetlyaway to my own room and. Ignoring his aching heart, and knowing he couldn't do anything for her—at least until he'd managed to restore more of his strength—he continued, understanding the next sight would be much harder. He'd known that Ellen was gone before he'd slipped into the unknown; seeing his daughter, though, that would be tough having to face what he already knew had happened.For such a small trailer, it seemingly took forever to cross, but eventually he did, continually having to fight off his own gag reflex.