You rip at whore's hair, snapping its neck toward you. "You may speak, whore!" A command comes as you smack it's face so hard it brings tears. "Thank ...ou, Sir for using whore so roughly this morning, Sir. whore is a dirty fuck twat and it needs to be abused more, Sir. Please, Sir." you hear through muffled sobs. Just then you pull whore to you with a tight vice around it's neck and kiss whore deeply. "What a fine house slut you're turning out to be. You have the privilege of looking up at me as. It was for people to sit on to put their boots on when they came out to ride their horses. I sat the girl down and told to sit with her legs astride it. I sat down astraddle behind her.Jill made no objections as I untied and unbuttoned her blue shirt. She was braless under it and her chest arched as my hands covered her breasts and squeezed her soft titties. I desperately wanted my skin against hers and I abandoned her soft orbs long enough to get my own shirt off. Then, with my naked chest. Come on in." She motioned me into the kitchen. In the kitchen, there was another naked woman. "This is my friend, Kelly. She's an artist; we were looking at her portfolio. Sit down. Would you like something to drink?"I shook Kelly's hand. Kelly's portfolio was impressive and I told her so. It was filled with photographs and pictures of sculptures and of paintings. They were all nudes."I'm always on the look out for new models," said Kelly. Just then Jill walked in. She was dressed for our. At first most of the work was canvassing so it wouldn't matter. If it got real, I would go with her to help with the face to face.After she left, I cranked up the old, off lease computer that I had rebuilt into a three copy burner. With the set of master CDs in hand I began making copies of the MP3 files. Even with the three in one copier it was slow going. I made three copies at once but I was usually forced to burn four CDs for each novel. I did have enough time to print the labels on the.