"What? What are you talking about?" I can't be with you Billy. I'm sorry." But... I explained what happened. I apologised. I said that we couldwork th...ngs out."I shook my head. "Some things, you can't apologise for. Some thingshappen and you can't come back from it. Ever. It doesn't matter how muchyou want to." I regarded him levelly. "You had your chance with meBilly. But you blew it. And now it's over." But... I drove all the way from Coventry!"I laughed. "Is that all you can say?" We can. It was still shiny from being inside a wet pussy and the room had the odor of pussy. You know, that specific smell of a woman’s excited flesh. As I looked more, Rebecca’s pretty shaved pussy was also all shiny and wet. Rebecca was lying there sleeping with a sweet smile on her face. I was shocked at what I saw. Rebecca was certainly an adorable, cute girl but she always seemed to be shy and quiet. Never in my dirtiest dreams could I ever think that Rebecca was being such a whore.Rebecca had. If any girl/lady wants to have a secret relationship, reply to my E-mail. Let’s not waste time. I’ll directly come to the story.One night I got a poke from a girl on Facebook. I saw the profile and poked her back. We started chatting. She told me that she’s interested in seeing my profile. I asked her what she does. She said she works in a BPO in Bhopal. Didn’t chat much that night. She asked for my number and I gave it to her. The next morning she called me up and said she wants to meet me. I. I can now see your black polished shoes. They're standing directly in front of me. I can feel you looking down on me and I want to look up but I resist the urge to do so. "Well, well, well, look who we have here," you say. I feel my chin automatically tuck lower. "Have you been a good girl today, Kitty?" You ask. "Yes, Sir," I respond. "Have you done all that I have requested?" You ask. "Yes, Sir," I respond. You requested that I wear the special outfit and that I get out a few of the silk ties.