‘Your parents don’t know about them doing it.’ ‘You never reported the boys?’ I was shocked. She shook her head. My erection had subsided wi...h my disquiet. I felt as if I would never be able to touch her again for fear of seeming like the boys who had abused her. She looked past tears now, and I did not know what to say. She sat still for a moment then, unexpectedly, lifted to free the nightie from under her legs before pulling it off over her head. I saw her lovely nakedness totally exposed up. .. the view was great last time. I told him I was coming to town, and ordered a bunch of clothes that I thought would accentuate his "assets" best.I tend to like my bitches - behind closed doors to dress really slutty. I told him to meet me at the hotel bar in the lobby.he was five minutes late - I fucking hate when people are late.I told him so, and then told him I would punish him for this.he mumbled his apologies, and I told him to shut the fuck up.he was to speak only when I gave him. No look of desire or shock - just looking curiosly. When I softened up, she just said "Thanks" and got up and walked out.I went to the shower and got cleaned up. When I came out, she was making dinner and asked me how often I wanked. I told her I had not in a while, explained my Fuck Buddy's and how it had been dry for some time while she had been in the house.She was sorry that she put a damper on my sex life and told me that she could go to a hotel if I need the house. I told her no - it was. We laid on the couch and watched movies for a few hours and he just held me. After a romantic scene, I couldn’t stand anymore, sobs poured out of me and my body shuddered against his chest. I expected him to just lay there or get up and walk away like Dillon did when I cried, but he didn’t. He put his arms around me and held me close to him,’ It’s ok now, just let it all out…shhhhhhhh…I’m here for you,’ his kindness comforted me but made me cry harder still because I knew he still wasn’t mine..