I won't say what she came back with, but I think it was getting ready to walk away on its own. I didn't eat it.By six o'clock, I'd finally managed to ...lear my desk, so that I could leave the by-then deserted office. Everybody else had left hours before. The drive home was in the thick of traffic again. Really I could have done with stopping off for something to eat on the way. But I had housework to do before I went to collect Carol from the station.Entering the house I took some more aspirin.. In a state of complete capitulation, Tasha crawled into the intimidating, canopied bed. After Tasha slid between the sheets of the bed, where Stefan would force her to conceive his child, she lay on her back with her eyes closed, laying as if she had prepared for her own funeral.As Stefan finished removing his clothing, he walked to the edge of the bed stoking his impressive cock. Standing next to the bed, Stefan grabbed the covers and threw them off the bed, leaving Tasha completely exposed.. Then I could see his long, thick cock twitching at being freed.He knelt beside us, watching us, as he stroked himself. I reached over and began stroking his hard cock. He was clean shaven. Then I pulled on his balls to bring his cock closer to my red lips. He put just the tip right over my mouth and stuck my tongue out to catch it. I stroked the underside of the head with the tip of my tongue while he watched me, moaning as his cock twitched and his clear precum pooled on my lips. The guy. His basic needs are met if he's attractive enough (objectify the bitch), if he's slutty enough, if he's pleasing enough. It's amazing how quickly this can take effect. And it won't be too difficult at first. Licking you to orgasm before lunch, it'll seem like a dream. But the new self image will start taking effect. And he won't even know it. Soon he'll start to privately, in his mind, associate sex with survival. Sluts get to eat, drink coffee and generally have a great time. Bad bitches get.