As she pulled up outside home she took a deep breath and decided it could wait, time to relax.Swinging her long legs out of the car her pencil skirt r...se up her thigh slightly as she got out, turning to reach back into the car to pick up her bag, she could feel her black lace panties rub against her clit - hmmm she loved these pants. Standing up straight and smoothing down her skirt she locked the car and came through the front door.She was greeted almost instantly by her husband, wrapping his. He was losing a third of his girls to suicide or otherforms of self harm. He asked if I could help." She handed Chastity atowel. "I was fresh out of college, full of ideals. Change the world."Chastity dried while Courtesy washed."For people like you, already wired with a PTSD gun, the solution wassimple. Fire the gun. Then we went on to other mods. The goal was tomake them happy. Job satisfaction." Courtesy grimaced. A look of painpassed over her as her trainers punished her for having a sour. I sensed you can be gentle as well as strong and I knew even then that I wanted to be with you. Can you not find it in your heart to like me a little? Even my Lord's men must have found me a little attractive to have carried me off. Can you not also?" Ah Kirsty, you are truly beautiful and I didn't realise just how harsh life for you must be. I would be honoured to have you but not because you felt that it was what you needed to do, were obliged to do to survive. Rather I would have it that it. He kept the festivities upstairs and the work down. It would be better this way.CH sat on the couch with one ankle under her knee. She chewed on her highlighter. She was dressed, they had a very spoken agreement that they worked downstairs. Sometimes, they went upstairs. Sometimes could be every hour on the hour. Her hair was a mess from their in the door fuck. She had pulled on her top but it hung open around her breasts. He turned back to his papers.Sunlight spread from the top across his.