Laura lowered herself as we laughed, neither noticing that I had not moved my hands and as she slid down between them, her t-shirt was pulled up, bunc...ing under her bra.“Why did you laugh?” she asked, going to pick up her water.It was then I saw the state of her t-shirt and pointed it out to her. Laura took a sip of her water, put the glass down and raised her hands.“Finish the job?”Who was I to deny my sister? I slipped it up over her arms, folding it and hanging it over the back of a. Is that what happened or what I wished had happened?No. Fuck that. She said one day I would ask her to do that to me. Which means I didn’t do that. She’s playing some game with me, but I’m not going to play by her rules. I’m going to go out there and expose her as the psychopath she is. Maria may not understand, but I’ll figure out how to break the spell.When I look at myself, I don’t see a strong woman. I don’t see someone like Reyna who towers over other women. But I do see someone who is. .Justin was almost carried in to the shop the following day. The twoguys carrying him looked pretty ropy too, but once depositing him, theyran off. The shop assistants called me in from the pharmacy, to findhim curled in a foetal ball on the floor. I picked him up in my armsand took him up to the flat.I deposited him on the new bed in the spare room, then quicklyretrieved some methadone that I had ready in a syringe - ready awaitingthis moment. After all, I didn't want him to suffer, just come. Maria showed him how itwas to be done, and then had the slave do it while she supervised. Andso the day went quickly. There were so many chores to do.Lunch was a cheese sandwich and water. Jennifer was nowhere to be seen,and since he was not allowed to speak could not ask where she was. Inany case he was pre-occupied in doing chores he never in his previouslife had to do. Jennifer's whereabouts were not on his mind at thistime.At 4PM the slave was given his dinner. It was from a can of.