I was not going to let her walk back out to her car alone, so I let her watch me get in the house from the car before she drove home.When I looked at ...he clock, it was close to three-thirty. I wanted to get a glass of water so I could take some aspirin before I went to bed. I walked in to the kitchen, and I was surprised to find a guy in his underwear with his head in my refrigerator. When I made some noise he looked up, and I recognized him from the bar, but I didn't know if he was with Shawna. After she ordered a burger, she waited next to Gary Blunt. She remembered that he was the kid who needed to take a desperate shit in the bus toilet earlier. She didn’t know Gary well, having only had him for one class the previous year. He’d always sat in the back and was as quiet as a mouse. But his work was above average. He had perfect grammar and a wide vocabulary, and when he spoke, which was seldom, his unusually high voice had an educated air, so she assumed he came from a well-to-do. ....this was different. She loved the feeling she had when she was begging Sarah for it, totally abject, humiliated. It gave her a kind of satisfaction that she had never been able to find. Sarah understood this. Silkie didn't. Sarah was the dream lover for this woman, for this untapped part of her personality. I was the tortured sweet guy, so captivated by her, along for the ride. Before long, our twosome was frequently a threesome. Silkie invited me into the intimacy she shared with Sarah. I. Once Freya had rolled over Mariya raised her hand. “You will count them and thank me for every single one of them.” She instructed. She waited for Freya to nod before she brought her hand down swiftly onto her sisters ass.Freya gasped as she felt the stinging slap on her ass cheeks. “One. Thank you.” She gasped as she felt the stinging cause goosebumps on her flesh and cause her already burning cunt to tingle. “Thats a good whore.” Mariya said as she brought her hand up again and brought it.