During the next year, Abbott sucked Sven off five or six times. He would have done it much more, but Sven didn’t need anyone and had no intention of...becoming attached to anyone.In the three years, Abbott had been in prison he had become Baron’s sex slave, but he hadn’t broken. To the contrary, he had become hardened and had learned from Baron how to be ruthless.One morning, the guard came to see why Baron wasn’t up and found he had died during the night. It was determined he’d had a heart. Honey laughed as Sugar struggled to get up and away from the dog's invading tongue.The teenagers dress was up around her tits as she tried to push the mutt from his prize. Sugar had no underwear on so Boner had unrestricted access to that sweet blond pussy and he took full advantage of that fact as he rooted around in it.Honey was trying to pull the yellow animal from her little sister's cunt, but until I grabbed the dog's new collar and tugged she was having no success at all.Laughing, Honey. Oh how I wish my debt was fully paid, she thought before settling in for a night of restless sleep. She woke 18 years old again lying on the marble floor of the dinning hall in her childhood home. All around her were the massacred bodies of friends and relatives, cold and drowning in blood. Through the haze Monique remembered gracefully dancing around the room with her father, her white wedding dress flowing like dove’s wings caught on a genital breeze. The wedding was arranged to help her. I'm never going to find real love and the cards are meaningless unless they are genuine and offer true love." She pointedly threw the ones she was given into the wastebasket.Unusually she was the last one to return to the office after lunch and even more unusually all the others were working and not chattering and yet she knew all eyes were on her as she wheeled in and deftly stopped at her desk. And stop she did. A space had been cleared and a brightly wrapped packet and a card stood where.