I was still living from hand to mouth by scrounging jobs from one town to the next, but at least I had a few bucks in my pocket, and I didn’t feel l...ke warmed-over death when I woke up in the morning. A pang of anxiety rolled through my chest when I thought about how last night probably would have gone if I’d taken the old guy up on his offer of a drink. I knew damned well I wouldn’t have been able to stop after even one sip. That’s how I’d kept sober for the past seven months; knowing that one. ..." Jane visiblyshuddered, some tears trickled down from her eyes. But then she turnedher head towards Diana, and asked "What are you, some sort ofcounselor? I have had my fair share of them telling me platitudes andoffering up useless self help advice." No, Jane, I am a mere secretary, but in another life I was a nannyfor several families, so I have seen my share of good families....andbroken ones as well," flashing a smile tinged both with wistfulnessand regret. "But now that you have let it. I begin fucking you violently, your moans unheard amongst the trees of the outdoors. The cold steel of handcuffs around your wrists, the wind blowing across your naked ass, and the warmth of my manhood penetrating your soaking wet cunt make you feel vulnerable yet desired. Soon thereafter my pounding thrusts come to an immediate stop and you feel as I pull out and reposition the head of my cock against your asshole. Your body tightens as you prepare for the painful entry of my throbbing cock. I get stared at all the time, you know. We’ve talked about it. ‘It’s that I want to make something of myself so that I’m not just a ‘babe.’ Looks fade and men will always be staring at and yearning for the newer models, just like cars. That will happen to me too one day. ‘But, I want to have my own life and my own career. I don’t want to be a gewgaw on a man’s arm, like a Rolex, something for him to show off. I know I want something more – and I know I have to go back to school to start to look.