“What the hell were you doing today girl?” She asked her reflection. “If I didn’t know better I’d think you got fucked and fucked well.” S...m had no specific memory of having sex, but her body said otherwise. She did remember a rather vague dream about being taken forcefully by a Gorean warrior – Rask of Treve. But it was just a daydream, wasn’t it? She’d often masturbated while imagining what it would be like to release her inner slut – the part of her personality that longed to just express. “Going to get nicer too,” I replied.“Oh, I do hope so. I’ve been fantasising about you fucking me ever since we met,” she giggled.“Well, your fantasy is about to come true,” I replied, caressing her softly.“Oh, so nice,” she sighed.Hiqua was a small lady, but in proportion. A lovely shapely figure, slim, but not skinny, in a 4’10” frame, perky breasts, if probably an A-cup, but on her body, simply perfect.I kissed her softly, making her moan in delight as I then proceeded to plant kisses all. " So did Kristen. Kristen cried herself to sleep."I might have thought that everybody was against me except Patty and Merry, but hearing that about Kristen put all that behind me. "She did?"Patty nodded. "Kris is out in my car. Merry won't let her in. Your sister protects you like a pit bull, Jim." What should I do, Patty?"Patty shook her head. "Jim, you are a good person. Trust your instincts." Which means?" How are you feeling right now?" I think maybe I went too far." I was there at lunch. 45 p.m., nearly my time toescape. I shrugged into my jacket and put my handbag onthe filing cabinet below the mirror to put on some lippy.As I was poised, gloss in hand I noticed the windowcleaner behind me in the mirror. Funny time of day to beturning up, I thought, but then windows can be cleanedany time.Now normally I don’t go for big muscles but I guessthat’s because I never see them close up. I only see thembaby-oiled in those horrid weight-lifter mags that makeguys look like they’ve got.