‘Don’t squirm dear; I love you too more than your daughter. You are my angel come on dear let’s have good time, don’t fear, there are no body ...ere to watch our love making’.He is master in tackling women sexually. After few minutes, her protests became weak. Then he carried her to the bed and dropped her on it, she is looking worried. Soon he removed all his clothes and thrown away, her looks got stick on to his big tool, between thick pubic hairs around, for a moment his cock looked like a. "Yes." She said, dropping to her knees crying."Stand up and follow me slave." I ordered, leading her into the third of the five rooms in the basement.I just smiled at myself, knowing that she would be mine for as long as I desired it. Although she followed me, she was still bawling. I couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Stop your god damn crying! I've heard all of that, that I care to." I turned towards her, looking angry, and ready to strike."Okay! I'll try." She pleaded, afraid that she. . of a sort.She took her time over her meal, but still it was over before it had really begun and so she left the place and made her way to the train station.An hour later she was sitting on her train making her journey home ... to Marcus – or that was how it was in her day dream – the day dream that lasted for the entire two and a half hour journey.It was later afternoon by the time that she got home, and she was feeling more than a little fatigued by her day in London, and so Miranda was. It was a good restaurant, the chef was one of our classmates it was good meal, as we talked about her and her college life, she told me that she didn’t had any friends and even she tops the class all the time no one know her except for her roommate because she has to lock her outside when need to study or sleep at night. I had no idea or what so ever to say or even reply as I never went to college and I don’t k ow anything about them, so I told her “I do know how you must feel, I also didn’t.