"I feel like a filthy slut, Father K." Father K wonders if that was what she actually wanted to be."Why do you feel like a filthy slut?" asks Father K..."My father is in hospital, my mother is upset and my brother is smoking marijuana, and I have no one else to talk to." Oh really?" Yes and I don't want to talk to any one else." But why does that make you a filthy slut?" asks Father K."Because ever since I saw you I have wanted you, to love you and cherish you. I have been listening to your. I said it’s you you’re my fantasy I dream about you and cum. She was fully shocked and stood still. I went near her lift her face kissed on her lips, she pushed me and said no this is wrong I’m married woman. I just pushed her to wall said I have seen in your eyes you have sex desire on me don’t fool yourself and your husband also not there you have such a body I can’t control myself and touched her hand and grabbed her to me. I kissed her again, this time she responded to me she was licking my. The first thing they wanted to know was what was wrong with the house that I was willing to give up part of my commission to get rid of it. I explained the situation as best I could without sounding too altruistic. In truth, I'd been contemplating getting my broker's license and setting up on my own for nearly a year. It would pay me personally if I knew there was some bright talent willing to go with me, though, of course, I couldn't say anything about that. Instead I said that there weren't. “How would you like to see me with a man?” he asked.I explained to him about my concerns about the robberies in our neighborhood lately and how I put cameras around our apartment that are hidden to view. I made sure to apologize for what I had seen on the videos and also apologized for not telling him as I didn’t want to burden him.He smiled and spoke, “I am so sorry you had to find out this way and I forgive you for putting the cams in. I know your feelings and how your protective of me and.