So I went in the bedroom. Just to hear what he said. Well he did. Over and over. And if he stopped she would ask him another question, all about h...r boobs. Did he like them big, were big ones sexier then small ones, do all men like them big, did he feel sorry for girls with little ones, on and on, all about what she had said the yesterday. Then she asked him to fuck them and they just kept talking the whole time about how great they were and how sad it must be for flat girls who can't do. “Those are his bags over there, you’ll have to take them also or he’ll just get dressed again.” He walked over and picked up the phone and called for a porter. While I was undressing Beckey finished packing. As I stood there waiting Beckey came over and gave me a hug and a kiss, pressing her body against me in a teasing way. “Sorry sweetheart,” she said and then they were gone. I didn’t suppose Savanna had anything in her bags that would work for me. I went into the bathroom and put. Don't get me wrong, she's a great mother and a wonderful grandmother, but she lives in a dangerous neighborhood. I don't like leaving the kids there. To be honest, it was a bad place to grow up when I was a kid and it has gotten worse since I left. I'm doing everything I can to raise my kids in a safe neighborhood and to put them into good schools." You sound like you enjoy being a mother," Amber said."The holidays are the hardest. I'm a clerk and barely make enough to pay the bills. Day care. He knows that when he is fucking me, that I'm only doing it for the money and am really thinking about being somewhere else. So we worked out this agreement so that he does own me for two years and I become his ultimate playtoy. I'll get more than two million dollars, counting the bonuses, for letting him own me and using me as he wants. I agree to do anything that he wants, except what is on my list. Your job will be to mold me into his playtoy to do whatever he desires, yet maintaining.