I know when you’re hiding a feeling.’ Benjamin pronounced each word distinctly. ‘I don’t want to fuck him.’ ‘Ok. So you don’t want to fu...k him. Do you want to make love to him?’ Isabella asked. Benjamin stood up and stared out the window silently. Behind him, Isabella dialed Patrick’s mobile phone. ‘Hello,’ she said when the voice mail picked up. ‘This is Isabella, Benjamin’s friend. I called to clear up a misunderstanding. You most definitely are fuckable.’ ‘No.’ Benjamin whispered as he. She was really friendly and had steaming coffee waiting for me after I fixed the car. We chatted about her coming home at lunchtime and it led to me confessing an attraction to her then. We laughed it off. As time went on she seemed to call on me more and I began to think some of the faults were excuses to see me. One weekend my wife was away with her friend for the weekend. I settled for the evening and was soon disturbed by the phone. Hi, could you pop round,The TV is on the blink. I could do. He occasionally brings home snacks from work. Little bits of girlmeat that women wanted removed. Labiaplasty, for example, is the removal of part of a whores labia to make their cunt look better. If women werent cattle, why would they pay so much to have pieces removed so often? Whore! I rush over to Master and get on my knees in front of him. Yes, Master? He pulls out his dick and I dutifully begin to suck it. Youve been a good little slut this past week, so Ive decided to reward you. Mmmm… Im. The head was almost blue for a split second as it was exposed to the air. She looked at it for a moment and then placed her index finger and thumb around the head and lightly squeezed. ‘Do you like that Bobby?’ she asked as she continued to lightly squeeze the head. ‘Yes mam,’ I stammered. ‘Ever have anyone do that to you before?’ ‘No mam.’ ‘Ever do it to yourself?’ ‘No mam,’ I lied because I had been doing it for sometime now, but it never felt this good. She continued slowly squeezing.