"Quite so." Mark left his boss's office andreturned to his station. He caught a glimpse of himself in thepartition glass.Albert Setter was less than...helpful. He flatly refused any haircut."Things are coming along nicely I think," he had said to him only theday before.Finally, he agreed that Mark could have his hair "restyled." He hadmade an appointment with a ladies' hairdressing salon that would openfor him after hours. He was to ask for Jill.She was expecting him. "Albert has told me. And I considered trying right then and there. We walked across the access road and into the woods where nobody could see us, hidden in the dark. Without another word, she pulled her tank top over her head, unzipped her skirt, and slipped it down to the ground. She stood in front of me, naked except for her shoes, her thick body and full bush looking sexier than any supermodel to me at that moment. She unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down, dropping to her knees as she did, my 6" cock. “There you go lying again.” He shouted, spraying spit all over her face, she closed her eyes and tried to pull away in disgust. “Look at me!” Jennie was too scared to refuse. “I heard you and your prisoner friend talking about how you were going to pretend to be all lovely and nice and then when I went off to work you’d rob me and run off, taking all my stuff with me. So don’t give me this bullshit about living here with me. You’re right I did like you, but now you disgust me, you thieving. He was nowhere. I looked at my body and I got nail marks on my breasts and thighs and also on my ass cheeks. I was weeping and tried to cover my body with those torn clothes. It was like a forest and the car doors were locked. I can’t come out. I wept so long and I slowly slept over in the car later. When I woke up the African was over me and was fucking my pussy with max speed and I pleaded him to leave me. He didn’t listen to me and was fucking. I asked him so many times and left him. He.