I am sorry for Anna; I would never come between you and her, but please take me back. I won't mind to be a slave to you both. I found out I just can't...live without you. I missed being your slave. Please forgive me."Angique smiled without humor. Her eyes were hard."Forgive you?" she said, stressing the 'give.' "Why should I? And what for? Should I forgive you for being the slut you are? For being unable to keep your promises? You are a disloyal, cheating slut looking for her own satisfaction.. I took a sip and rested my head on my hand which was supported by my elbow. Sorry. That was all I could manage. My head was pounding against my skull I had drank most of the whiskey, Danielle had only taken a sip or two. I doubt youre going to remember anything I teach, he muttered to himself. Whats the point? I didnt answer him. Instead, I lay my head down against the cool table. From where I was sitting, I had a clear view of him working at his desk. You know, I said, sitting up, The girls. How bright and feminine the room would look painted in the palestof pinks with white baseboards and ornate crown molding. She imaginedthe windows trimmed in delicate lace and the furniture magicallytransformed into white French Provincial. An ivory eyelet dust rufflecomplimented by a flower print duvet cover in nice warm pink tones wouldbe bedding that any young girl would love to surround herself with asshe climbed into bed at night. She even pictured Wendy's several dollsresting comfortably. I hungrily lapped up the juices flowing out and pushed my tongue inside to explore. She put her left leg over my shoulder on my back and her left hand in my hair. 'Oh baby, you are sooo good.' My right arm reached up to caress her sensitive melon. Then I squeezed her big hard nipple with 2 fingers, pulled and twisted it just like what she was doing to me earlier. I licked her slit and engorged lips from the bottom all the way up to her clit and back down over and over. Her panting signaled the.