You’re right, Yeong’s not an idiot, and I shouldn’t try and make decisions for her.” “Glad I could help.” The next day started early with a indian visit from Angus, who seemed to be fully embracing the fact that he didn’t need to jerk off when there was a willing vagina freely available, and being away on business for a day or two he obviously wanted to make up for lost time. He at least had the courtesy to wake her up before pulling her to the edge of the bed, her sleep shirt sliding up under her back to expose her bottom half. He had already pre-lubed himself and eased his way into her for a brief pump & dump without effort wasted on foreplay, pulling out to shoot his load into her pubic hair. He didn’t say a word to her and she couldn’t help but feel like he was giving her the cold shoulder somehow, despite his indication yesterday that he was unconcerned with her decision not to play the game his way anymore. The irritating part, Tegan reflected as she rolled onto her side to get a few more minutes of shuteye before facing the day ahead, was that it was working. As much as Sam and Angus had a tendency to be perverts determined to find new ways to deprave her and push her boundaries, at least it showed effort. For Angus’ morning visit today she might as well have not even had a pulse. Listening to the sounds of the house outside her door until it seemed all three men had left she slid out of bed to start wet her day, removing her shirt and heading to the bathroom to soap the spunk out of her ginger curls. Her thoughts flashed forward to her coffee date with Trevor and what to expect from it. She felt like there were a number of negative scenarios and only one good one, and maybe Sam had had a point – maybe she was pursuing Trevor for the wrong reasons. She returned to her room and checked her phone, of half a mind to just call off their coffee date and resign herself to being just some girl he fucked a couple of times, but ultimately she decided against it. Putting on one of her nicer dresses, a dark green that she felt accentuated her eyes, and some underwear for a change, she sat down to spend some time putting on makeup. She hadn’t bothered to do it for awhile but with a practiced hand she smoothed her features with a light foundation and highlight then focused on her eyes, deciding a metallic gold blending in with nude tones would contrast nicely with her dress and hair. She finished with a thin liner on her eyes’ water line and some mascara, then misted herself with a setting spray and brushed out her hair while she waited for the makeup to properly fix on her face. That done, she felt like she was almost halfway presentable. She quickly applied some liquid lip liner in a nude tone to match with her eyes then tossed it into her purse for touchups along with her phone, slipped her feet into some comfortable heels, and set out on her walk down the road for her coffee date. On arrival she didn’t see Trevor and just seated herself at an outside table to wait, carefully picking a seat that was mostly shaded from the sun, and ordered some sparkling water. The village was starting to become busy with the lunchtime bustle as people took their breaks and people watching kept her amused until Trevor arrived, apparently coming directly from the gym but having changed out of his workout gear into some jeans and a polo shirt. He took the seat across from her. “Hey.” He opened with a friendly smile as he waved to the cashier. “Been waiting long?” “Not long.” Tegan said, sipping her water as a waitress came over. “Latte, large, no sugar. Almond milk?” Trevor ordered, the girl jotted it down and turned to Tegan. “Vanilla latte, skim.” Tegan said, then refocused her attention on Trevor as the girl left. “So. How’ve you been?” Trevor asked lightly, circling deftly around the elephant in the room. “Pretty well.” Tegan said, trying to relax but finding it hard. “How about you?” “Good. Good.” Trevor said, apparently having the same struggles. There was a long silence. “So I’m gonna cut right to the chase. “ Tegan said abruptly, deciding that a bainaid approach was needed here. “Good idea.” “You know my… situation. You’ve basically seen me at my worst, and, not to put too fine a point on it, had a sample of everything I have to offer, physically.” “That’s… a pretty good summary.” You just need a little help.” I used my time at the beach each day to skype Ryan and Tim. She picks up an apple, and considers it. Venus and Sophia were the real names to Anael and Jophiel. Learning more about the wider world even as the baker regularly abused her. “I guess” I whispered, my voice indian cracking. By the shadows under her eyes, she was suffering from terrible guilt, but Shelly didn’t know what the werewolf geek would have done to deserve it. It’s okay, Shay. ••••••••••••• I can hear my pussy squishes as I keep fingering my pussy. At the restaurant we had a nice dinner with a large bottle of wine. Finally he couldn't resist anymore and increased his tempo trying to focus on kissing her mouth hard and squeezing and pinching her breasts and nipples as hard as he could while thrusting his hips for full aggressive strokes and as hard as he could. Almost all were men seeking sex - figures! I saw his cock was hard and reached out and give it a squeeze. Or Uncle Jerry. “I don’t know.” I mouthed, unable to give sound to the words. Murph held her up, in no rush to put her down and have to leave her. A couple of minutes later they were back, as naked as we were, and bald in the same wet places that we are. "Okay!, Jesus!" I want to go to a real restaurant, too, not just McDonald's.” They can be trusted,” Leon cut in. "Okay, but give me a call later,” Mrs. Stevens said. She had gotten my shirt undone and slipped it off my arms.