The door was open and there was a note that I could enter her home. I walked across a tiled floor, toward her living room. There I saw her sitting nak...d on her knees on a perfect circle of dried rice. The right attitude for receiving a superior to show him you love being disciplined and that the pain you are feeling is a very small price for your presence. Exactly as I had told her during our telephone conversation from an hour ago.All this time she has been sitting like that, I could tell from. She clamped down and damn near bit him. He pulled out and slapped her face again. Dont you dare bite me cunt, you wouldnt like the results. Candy whimpered, on her knees dressed in her slutty underwear and heels. Bob was loving it all. The sight of her on her knees, the smell of her cunt permeating the air. Such a slut, getting turned on by his violent demands. He loved it. Candy sucked softly as he pumped his cock into her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed further into her. I was hoping Icould stay here for a day or two, or maybe get some money to get a roomand something to eat." First of all, you are invited to stay here for as long as you want,second let's get you out of that dress and into something clean andthird, what the hell are you doing in a dress?" I said. All the girls'sknew about Ralph from me telling them about him. They each hugged him."You look like you could use a shower and a good meal." I said, "And achange of clothes. I took him up to my room. There were only the faint sounds of nature and the air was dry and cool. It was a perfect night.We talked quietly about our lives, trading information, avidly consuming and memorizing little facts about each other. She'd had a passion for music since her first memory. She loved to play, but hated to perform. Her greatest satisfaction came from spontaneity. Technical details and the need for strict adherence to form just bored her. She preferred Baroque and Classical to Romantic and thought most.