What now?Just then I noticed that one of the doors was ajar. My heart leapt up. Was I free?It was the wrong door. I opened it up and saw a toilet and ... small shower. Well, it was certainly better than soiling my cell, I reasoned. I stepped into the bathroom and by force of habit I closed the door behind me.|Click| It locked behind me. Of course.||TRAINING ENGAGED|| Intoned a voice from a speaker in the ceiling. ||LEVEL 2, CLEANING||"That's just great," I muttered to myself. I sat on the toilet. ‘You’re not old.’ ‘I…I can’t have children, remember?’ Kay said. ‘What about that? Don’t you want kids?’ ‘If we want kids, we can adopt them, can’t we?’ Frankie replied. ‘Come on, Kay, I want to be married to you.’ ‘Oh, Frankie…’ Kay responded. ‘I…I want to be married to you, too. I…I really do.’ ‘Great!’ Frankie said. While they were talking, Frankie had begun idly toying with one of Kay’s breasts. She felt the skin around her nipple pucker, and thrills rushing through her when he tenderly. ." She thought with rising distress. "I refuse to share!" Ayeka?" He asked, when she failed to respond."Could it be that simple?" She wondered, looking at him anew, this time deeply into his eyes, amazement evident upon her lovely face."Uh." He ventured, suddenly feeling uncomfortable with the intensity of her stare."No!" She thought suddenly, remembering what Sasami had said, Yet thinking of their confrontation. The words, harsh and horrible flung like knives, lent Ayeka a kind of wild. Her ass was still tingling from the smack when another one fell on her right cheek. He pulled down her knickers and made her open her legs even further. He pushed his cock against her ass and started to enter her wet pussy. Oh my God! She was getting fucked by a stranger in Mdina. He pushed it inside and started to fuck her slowly, increasing the speed. He was now fucking her roughly and quicker. He smacked her ass every now and then and grabbed her hair to push her even more towards his hard.