I certainly didn't feel like a man of any sort. This is not how men feel. This is how girls feel, when a dominant man makes them his sex slave for the...night. I was a sex slave now. A sexy feminine sex slave.Rebecca asked me if I liked being her gurlfriend. I knew the answer she wanted, and frankly it was truly how I felt, so I nodded my head and made a high pitched "mhmmm" noise. "Show me how much you like being my gurlfriend. Cum for me if you want to be kept as my slutty gurlfriend from now. This was effective in keeping the dust down if nothing else. McAllister warned the Duke that ambush and assault upon McAllister as opportunity arose was a strong possibility. "For some time now, they've been instructed to interdict and harm me, to harass and delay, if not more." Whatever," the Duke asked of him levelly, "did you do to anger Hell so?" I escaped, and I've survived every attempt upon my person, Your Grace. I'd say its an affront to them, an insult they cannot allow to pass,". I had a number of duties there depending on the day, which would range from doing washing up in the daytime on weekends, running the whole show on weekdays and working behind the bar and some waiting on duties on weekend evenings. I was at university so the summer holidays were mainly about working as much as possible so that I had plenty of money for the rest of the year and I would do as many shifts as possible.Kate worked with me on Saturday nights. She was an attractive dark haired girl,. It didn’t take me long to pack and I did that while the ladies made sandwiches.It had started to drizzle, and it seemed to fit the mood. We ate slowly and finished too soon. I had some parting shots and after a deep breath, I jumped in.“Kayla, how many college credits are you going to have by the end of this school year?”“Fifteen, if I pass them all and then the tests at the end.”“I don’t think you’ll have a problem with that. From where I sit, you have a couple of choices. You can keep going.