“It’s good to see a little lesbian action when you wake up!” we heard as Rob walked into the kitchen in his pyjama trousers.“Well, I see the t...nt in your pyjamas suggest you like watching me kiss Jo.”We laughed about the others arousal, as if attempting to ease any discomfort. Soon we’d eaten breakfast and I was in the shower. It didn’t take long to ready myself for school and had plenty of time to spare, so decided to spend some time talking to Rob.I’d only been chatting for two minutes, when. "Nothing tonight, hon." She said as she smiled feebly at him. She was relieved for the most part, but deep down inside, there was a small spot of disappointment at the outcome. She didn't want to fuck anybody, on the other hand, she missed that look she was used to seeing; that look of hunger in men's eyes. She despised and yet missed it. It wasn't a conscious thought. She didn't miss the struggle and awkwardness of turning men down. She missed the attention; the idea that she was the center of. Too much information. I looked at Cien, and shook my head. ‘This is my home now. You are my home now, Cien.’ He knelt down beside me and touched my face gently. ‘We canna be here any longer than necessary. I will speak to Alex and persuade him that I am his ally, and I want ye burned. Believe me Regan, this is a ruse, and nothing more.’ I started to nod and stopped. Regan? He called me Regan? Tears welled in my eyes and I wanted to just lay down and cry my heart out. He did know. He knew that. Abused after a fuck. Candy grins as she realises how much she loves the feeling; how lucky she is to have found Sir. Candy knows she was lucky to have finally got up the courage to meet him; she knows Sir already has helped her grow as a person and a lover. Still smiling to herself, Candy finally stands upright. Then it happens.Something slams into Candy, and she falls back down onto the bed. Candy cries out as she falls, waving her arms blindly; her eyes still have not adjusted to the low.