Like a marionette whose strings had been cut, Kenzie’s legs buckled and she nearly collapsed when my fingers withdrew from her pussy and asshole. I ...aught her with my arms hooked underneath her armpits and pulled her back up, holding her again until she steadied herself. And with a smart-ass, knowing grin, I put my pussy juice-covered fingers to her lips, my eyes twinkling as I watched her open up and suck my digits into her mouth while she stared back at me in a daze.When she was done, Kenzie. I mumbled '...it's almost time for Harry to get home you wouldn't want him to catch use doing something like that...' Gary stood and took hold of my hand rather strongly saying '...naw we going down in the play room and fuck the rest of the night. Just you and me and hope that Harry don't come home tonight...' I got up off the floor and let Gary lead me down the stairs to the basement. There was the box springs and mattress still in the corner with wrinkled sheets on it and on one side was. They all said their goodbyes, and they went out the door. But then theproducer turned back to me. He pulled an envelope from his coat pocket andhanded it to me. I opened it to find several large bills inside. "Get yourself something nice to wear and get yourself cleaned up," hesaid. "Um thanks," I said. I thought I looked okay, and I thought I had niceenough clothes, but what the hell did I know? For a date with Quinn, itwould be worth it. I knew the worst part would be waiting till. Come in I invited. He followed me to the kitchen table. I started the coffee pot. I love Rachel. I really do&hellip,please, her mother wants her back so bad!! Then he started to cry. I couldnt lament, he had sent her to me with full knowledge of what I did to girls. I made them into courtesans, slaves for the wealthy. Tory, I touched his shoulder and he shuddered. It is done, it cannot be taken back, I said. It was as plain as I could explain it. But I was not about to have a confrontation. I.