Frankly, I more or less expected that I would get the standard bachelor morning-after jolt; reality would flood in and I would blame who I had in bed ...ith me on what I'd had to drink the night before, then work on being civil long enough to put her on the street wherever it was that she wanted to be left off and then disappear after -- if necessary -- providing a fictitious phone number.Only I hadn't been drinking and she still looked good, lying there in the bed ... Taking inventory, I. He was left all alone for hours on end by his grandparents and wasforced to find his own sources of entertainment, even if it meantbreaking the rules and going places he was forbidden to go especially inhis own home. He would go for long walks through the neighborhood andthrough the town, with most looking at him with disgust as hisgrandparents' neglectful nature were well known.Before summer vacation, he would travel miles just wasting away hisafternoons before going home to a small dinner. “Oh you are so large,” I said. “You are excellent, keep it up and I will be cumming on your table!”He pulled me backwards a bit. “Shit, I am ready, get your mouth down here.” He released his load and I held it all until I had milked him to the last drop. I gazed at him as I let his cream slowly run out of my mouth and into the silver cup he had given me.“Damn Katie, you are one sexy woman!” Now that Mr. Jones had broken the ice, the others were definitely ready for part of me. “Hey Slut, come. I won’t be using you today – I want you fresh and ready for tonight.” he said.“Please, Master! Please don’t do this! I won’t be any more trouble, I swear! Anna and I have just become friends! Please!” she said, once more trying to persuade him. She dropped to her knees and grabbed him around the legs like a small child as she cried out her plea.He pulled her arms from around his legs, then grabbed a handful of her hair. Hauling her to her feet by it he looked her in the face. “Do as you are.