He’d even come to enjoy being with a hard-to-get kind of girl. They simply worked together. Two years into the relationship, she also had started de...eloping stronger hormones. Aiden had hit a growth spurt. His dark brown, shaggy hair was complimented by his bronze tan, and crisp blue eyes. He was now about 5’11’, and had developed quite a body, which to Jane, had only increased his sexual appeal. She started letting loose a bit, and let Aiden go further and further. It was a rainy day, Jane. "Is my Henry keeping you happy, Patty? He's a good fucker, isn't he?"Patty just lay there, Henry's prick still stiffly embedded deep inside her asshole, her eyes shifting rapidly from Margaret to Walter as she tried to understand what was going on. They didn't give her time to think. Margaret crossed the room, sat on the edge of the bed and shamelessly caressed Patty's naked body. By then Walter had already begun stripping off his clothes."See? There's nothing really wrong with you, Patty,". She changed into blue jeans and a T-shirt and collected her laundry. She had to go to the laundry room in the apartment complex. Her apartment did not have a washer/dryer in it. She knew she had to do her laundry during the day, it was too dangerous for a woman to be in the laundry room at night and alone. She hauled her basket to the building the apartment complex office was in and entered the laundry room. Two other women were in there doing their clothes. Only one washer was open at the time. .." I paused, confused."Master, please, ... huh ... finish me off."Staring at her face, so close to mine, I saw her eyes screwed up — not with pain, but with something else."Please, Master. Don't make me ask for it." But I must," I replied slowly. "Tell me exactly what it is that you want me to do." I was not sure, but I was beginning to catch on, and getting her to say it would confirm the bizarre suspicion. "Beg me." I need you to fuck me, Master." She said in a shuddering voice. "I need you.