.”She gave me a look that I couldnt quite figure out, was it thankfulness, or lust?She answered my question, “Err...you wanna come inside?” One ...hing I noitced about her was that she was had a slightly mixed accent, it was very sublte, maybe American or slightly Canadian. Which is one of the reasons why we connected, becasue I also had an accent (from living in California and Canada for 10 years), but people with accents like ours were hard to meet in England.I went inside and she gave me a. . the people I’ve lost, and because I’m not a warrior they feel like I must be fragile. Like, like I’m an exception to the rule of Spartan strength.” And they never realized how much that hurt her. “Surrounded but alone, you know? So I often leave the city and just hide in the forest.”“I ... know that feeling all too well.” He gave her another smile, so handsome behind his beard, before he leaned his weight onto his spear with his good arm. “Alright Menala, I am your patient.”She nodded and. ‘Sherri your firm isn’t real different than any other, they are all hoping to get new clients.’ said Robert Sherri held him and considered that answer. Part of her knew it was true, and hated it. Part of her thought it couldn’t be true, and felt hopelessly naive for daring to think it might not be true. Robert then said ‘Why don’t you go down by the pool, I have a few things to finish up here, and will be down in a bit, or you can sit in the office and watch me read and make phone calls or you. Then as suddenly as I started, I stopped the vibrator. She sat there breathing deeply as she came back to earth. "Thank you, Master," she said between breaths. "Oh, don't thank me just yet, pet," I said as I clicked the pussy vibrator on again. Poor pet jerked stiff again and gritted her teeth against the buzzing in her pussy. Little beads of sweat were beginning to form on her forehead as she held the edges of the table, her knuckles white with the strain. She softly rocked back and forth as.