What it did mentally was a different thing. Jack was sure he was being electrocuted. Melody allowed him to lay there for several minutes before she ...alked up to him and told him to get up. Jack struggled to his feet and stood on trembling legs. ?I did not give you permission to put on any clothes. That was just a sample of what will happen when you disobey me or forget your place. Now follow me to the kitchen. I have breakfast ready for us.? Jack meekly followed her downstairs and into. I thought looking from this distance that it was completely healed."Yeah. I do. But close up..." She turned the bangle I'd been staring at."It won't be long. You're young, healthy."She nodded and brushed her hair. The golden bob was getting longer."You growing that out?" I nodded to her."Yeah. I think I'll let it softer, around my shoulders maybe." She smiled."You feeling ok?" I asked. She seemed quieter, calmer."Yeah. Ready for breakfast?" She forced a cheerful smile and walked out.I followed. By the time I started fucking him, Emma was true to her word. Her lips covered my clit and she licked Richard’s shaft as it entered and left my pussy.It wasn’t long before my orgasm ripped through my body, it never did take long when Emma was feeding on me as well.I rolled off Richard in a state of near exhaustion. I was breathing heavily.“Tell her I want to fuck her,” Richard instructed me.I laughed out loud.Emma laughed too.Emma looked at him as she started to climb onto the bed, “I speak. Today he would probably be considered a paedophile or at least a gay sex maniac. The Gent’s toilet was a dark lit building with very small windows up near the roof standing on the corner of a side street which was a cul-de-sac. There were individual old fashioned porcelain toilet stalls. The place used to have a very strong urine smell no matter when you went in there. The man used to be standing facing into one of the stalls in the corner. When my pal and I or anyone went in he used to start.