I did all of the financial shit. I took half of the money and closed out all of the credit cards. Hell, I was unemployed and was sure that I couldn’... even depend upon you for a place to live.“I stopped by the house and grabbed my stuff. I drove off and found a cheap motel. Then I went to dinner. I don’t remember the evening that well. I was kind of numb.”Janet said, “Let me guess, you had a steak dinner.”“Yes.”“You’re the only person I’ve ever met whose ‘comfort food’ is a Porterhouse. It was then he asked me what my fetishes and turns on were at that time it was school uniforms, maids, boots and lingerie, to which he said he a thing for police uniforms as we watched porn he pulled out an incredible 11” cock it was so girthy and thick and I just wanted to sucking it there and then but I didn’t as he wasn’t into that type of thing, then I showered and left to which a few hours later he text me saying would I repay the favour of a handjob I jokingly said yea I could do but I. And you are magical, a breeder deity or something. That’s different than making love to just another guy. So, he thought it over and just decided that I could fuck somebody that special, a dairy livestock. No harm. But just this time because there’s no danger. Please?”I had to be smart. I had been taken unconscious to this lady’s home and I was lying on her couch quite vulnerable, swarmed by females. I thought about how I most likely needed somehow to get home 100 miles away, or just away. Curry wants the same thing. He probably told Mr. Nichols too. Shit.His hand on my breast snapped me out of my thoughts and I found myself looking up at his face. He was tall and on the skinny side with a large, toucan-shaped nose. He had brown eyes and oily brown hair. In his youth he must have had bad acne because his face is pocked with scars. I swallowed hard. Never before had I even considered having sex with someone like Mr. Curry, but if it means I'll pass, I'll do what I have to.His cock.