“Right now I wish this building had 100 floors,” Jennifer joked.“So do I,” Abby sighed.Jennifer opened her apartment door ushering her guests ...nside. “It may not be much but its home until we can find a house for us. I have my eye on a half of a duplex that’s for sale,” she said of the small laid out floor plan.“There is nothing wrong with your home, Jennifer,” Abby observed.Jennifer removed her coat, breasts straining against her low cut top. “I have diet pop in the fridge if you’re thirsty,”. We groomed you. We d**gged you.You see we have a large empty living room. Minimalist decor. A wooden floor. There is a sofa and three large photos, blown up and framed on the three walls which don't have a window. A wide expanse of wooden floor. No carpets.You find that you are still wearing a simple white blouse and pearls. But beneath the waist: black panties, garter belt and stockings. They’re not yours, you hadn’t been wearing them earlier but they fit and make you feel good. Although you. I d-did--" Erica tried to answer but she was completely out of voice now."It's ok, babe. You don't need to talk. Did you like it?"She shyly nodded and I kissed her mouth. She reacted awkwardly, obviously not knowing what to do and I had patience, moving my lips over hers and forcing passage with my tongue while stroking the hair of her forehead. Soon she understood what I expected from her and opened her mouth, leaving me free to explore, what I did avidly.Then I stopped, "Follow my lead, learn. There was no lie behind his eyes, but I could not stomach one more word of what he had to say. “You’re nothing but a bitter liar!” I screamed, as if the volume of my voice might give it more truth. Zander shook his head. “I am no liar,” he said with a raspy voice, “I cannot stomach another lie. I am just an old fool who realizes his folly once it’s too late. It’s always been too late with you. Every time you have risen, I have failed you.” A tear ran down his cheek, “Now, there is nothing I can.