Please sit down while I dry off.’ She started to cry less and I dried myself quickly. Then I went into my dresser and got an oversized t-shirt for h...r and another one for me with a pair of boxers, my normal sleep attire. Then I sat next to her and put my arm around her. I rocked her slightly and said nothing. It was 4 in the morning and we were both exhausted. She leaned into my arms and quietly rested. Then I suggested that we sleep and I pulled down the covers for her and tucked her in. I got. She shivered a little bit as she stood next to the breakfast bar.“I know you may not want to see me right now …. but I… its been so long since ive been innocent I guess I saw you as second chance.” she said as she continued to shiver.I stood silent waiting not sure what to say, but thankfully she continued. “I’ve been thinking, … could you ignore my past and let me be your first?”She finally raised her head and looked me in the eyes, her eyes looked tired but hopeful. Dripplets of water. Then she got up, and started putting on her clothes. She told me, “I’m going to want that later, so you stay here.” Not only was she not kicking me out, she was keeping me as her personal sex toy. Even better. As she was leaving she added, “I want you naked and hard when I get back.” At that I wondered if she’d been listening on my daydreams of being kept as a sex slave by her, then she added the practical instructions, “And clean yourself up, you reek.”That was fair comment, so I showered and. They did not dally after dinner. Garry was clearly exhausted emotionally and physically. Polly led him upstairs. Becca rang Molly."This is getting to be a habit," grumbled Molly good naturedly."Be gentle with her, love. There's been a major crisis. Let her tell you in her own good time." OK, Becca love. I thought there might be trouble if Garry was home this evening."The story hit the national press and by half past eight the following morning the drive and the road outside was packed with.