He removed his hand, moved my panties back into place, and placed his wet hand at my lips. He watched my face as I licked his hand clean. Then, never ...emoving his eyes from mine, he ran his hand down again and replaced and straightened my dress. He stepped back, and turned on his heel and left. I never saw him again.I was thrilled to be sleeping in the bed of this man. He was a literature professor, and I knew him to be open and comfortable about sleeping with the women students. He had never. "I did as I was told and got naked and stood in front of him. He said, "From now on you will call me daddy or master". I said, "Yes daddy." He said, "Good. Now show daddy you are a good little slut and rub my cock through my jeans as you kiss me." Of course this was not my first time with a man. I had been with dozens of women along with over 50 female and t-gurl escorts and had been with over a dozen men not including the dozens of men I had sucked off at adult book stores and adult theaters. Of course, let go here means one of two things. The sane ones are killed, whilst the ones that have turned insane, I have no idea why my father still kept them, are let out into the streets, anonymously. Yes, most likely investigations would begin again, but it won’t last long. They’re insane, they can’t prove anything to the judges.And that’s the only thing that worries me, people suing me over the disappearances of their daughters. A lot of them, I was responsible for, but I wasn’t going to. ”“So go home, stop by Wallmart, buy a ‘pay as you go’ mobile and call me. I would like to take your call before midnight and its already 9pm here so call me by six, your time huh?”“Ye ... yes Petra, I’ll try”“No, Chuck. Don’t just try. Just do it, do you hear?”“OK Petra, I’ll call.”After she closes the call, Petra reflects carefully over some awkward facts: Randolf owes money – but is almost in the clear. Randolf is tied to a partner who is able to dictate terms. Tracy is surety. Tracy has.