I took the stairs two steps at a time and a chill ran through me as I pressed the button on the intercom. Jonathan's deep ebony voice surprised me whe... it boomed from the speaker."Domina Flagrante, may I help you?" Hello, Jonathan. Roger Moore here." Ah, come in Sir, welcome." The heavy door clicked and whirred, opening slowly. I was met by a burst of warm air and Jonathan's smiling, open face. "It's good to see you again, Sir. May I take your jacket?" I tossed up whether to abort the whole. ”Harsh was free from his ties, he went to his girlfriend and peed on her whole body “Your such a slut that you want more even after getting fucked for almost a day. Your one horny fucking bitch.” as soon as harsh said these words, the policemen got a dirty screwed up idea. The policeman came to harsh and said “Since your girlfriend is bitch, why don we give her pussy to a dog??” harsh was shocked hearing this, but he used to watch animal sex in his porn and that was a turn on for him. He asked. To which she replied that she certainly did. She said that she had wet dreams about me ever since we started working together but that because of her marriage vows she had never acted on her feelings. However, with her cheating husband she felt that she could fulfill one of her dreams. Apparently I reminded Cheryl of her father, who died when she was a teenager. She had loved her father very much and thought that she had married someone just like him. She said that her father would never have. I sat for them one last time late in August -just before I went off to college.They came home that night around 10:00... Told them how the evening went and passed on a few phone messages... The usual routine. Then there was this pause in the conversation. After a few silent moments they glanced at each other. She then walked toward me and grabbed my hand. I was a little confused as I watched him walk away into the kitchen while she blindly led me up the stairs. At first, I didn't know what.