She jumps up from the edge of the bed, runs to me, throws her arms around me and begins to cry. Shit! I hate crying women! I sort of hold her and ask,..."What's wrong?"She burbles, "Ben, I'm all alone!"I shake my head, "I do not understand?"She burbles some more and says, "Ben I'm all alone in the world."I ask for clarification, "Anastasia, I still do not understand."She pulls away, looks at me and declares, "Ben, the bastard Guy caught my parents and tortured them to death!"That pisses me off so. I had to clench my teeth until they hurt, and just managed to aim away from the boy, before I erupted. Breathing heavily, I needed a minute before I could trust my legs again, dropped my undies, used them to wipe up any mess I could find, and then backed out the door. As I headed for the shower, I felt nauseous. My god – what if the boy had woken up – to find his disgusting Dad looming over his bed, leering like a maniac while pawing at Zacks body and wanking his cock………. When I awoke, it was. We huggedaffectionately with tears in our eyes, and kissed each other severaltimes.By then, it was almost time to meet Miss Barnes downstairs in the lobbyfor lunch. On the way down, I picked up my last check. We met, and madethe to walk down to the restaurant, and was ushered to our table. AgainMiss Barnes thanked me for my dedication not only to my job, but mytenacity to perfect my feminine deportment. She told me, "I know you aregoing to make your Mistress proud of you no matter what your. ‘Come on,’ Lois encouraged, all traces of inhibition gone. Harry sank his cock into her in a single long slow movement. She felt so smooth so hot and soaking wet. It was fantastic. He started to move slowly in and out. He was conscious straight away that he would not last long, but thought he could keep going if he didn’t speed up too much. He had reckoned without Lois, however, who after a few strokes started to respond, a little mistimed and inexpertly, but none the less effective for that..