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Later I ran them home, kissed them both and got myself home in time for dinner. That night I slept like a baby. Chapter 6 – BIRTHDAY PRESENTS I wake up Saturday morning to the smell of bacon and coffee. When I walk into the kitchen I see Eddie flipping bacon on the stove while Toby sets the table. It is so wrong after last evening that I want to scream and throw Eddie out of the apartment but I know I can’t. I am irrationally angry as I go over to the fridge to get a glass of orange juice. How dare Eddie come over to my personal space and play “happy little family” after what he’s done to me! “Happy birthday Teenster!” Eddie greets me with a smile and a motion to have a seat at the table. “I thought that after all you’ve been through you could use -min a home cooked breakfast and the morning off! Silv, Toby, and I will clean up the club and get ready for tonight. Why don’t you enjoy a good country breakfast and then go for a run. It will help you feel better.” I don’t know what to say. It’s a nice gesture and more than I expected but I’m still angry. When someone has their employee rape you on stage they should have the decency not to show up for breakfast! indian Not knowing what else to do I stammer a “thank you” and settle in and have breakfast. Whatever else I think about him, Eddie is a pretty good cook and the food is warm and delicious. By the time I finish I am thinking that a nice long run might be just the thing to take my mind away… “Ok Teenster! Enjoy your morning off but girl make sure you’re at the club by 5:00. Tobes and I have work to do to get the joint back in shape for our Saturday night crowd.” Feeling like I should say something or show some gratitude I manage a meek “Thank you Eddie.” After all, breakfast was awesome and I am looking forward to a run and maybe some reading vintage before work. Eddie can’t believe his luck. They have already molested and violated Tina beyond his wildest dreams and yet she is hanging in there. Just thinking about the innocent and naïve teen cumming under Bobby last night is enough to get him rock hard before he and Toby step off the porch. If he wasn’t trying so hard to keep Tina this side of a meltdown he would have probably gotten a quick suck before he left for the morning! Thinking through all this gives Eddie his next brainstorm. “Hey Tobster, did you get your sis anything for her birthday?” Eddie asks. Toby looks over surprised. “Not yet sir… classic I’m still thinking what to get but I’m planning to get her something with the money I’m getting from working and besides it’s not her real birthday yet.” There was no judgement in her eyes, though there never was with Breytans. An old-school Irish nun would look at it and fantasize of all the children she’d force to kneel as punishment for some minor offense. I wish I was there to watch that, or even join in. For now on, we need to have toys with us, especially a strappy. Dawn came down the steps and grabbed my hand, I was in a daze as she pulled me up onto the stage and led me to the middle where she lifted my arm vintage high, “This is my old singing partner, Dina Carter, actually, I lied when I said a dear friend, she’s more than that you see, she is the love of my life.” She was looking at me, with pleading eyes. Why do you have to physically brand people, enslavement isn't enough for you?” I said hi and walked past him while takeing off my shirt. He said from her, not likely. “Uh... that time?” Stephanie asked. ♥ -min iXi Cerulean iXi ♥: just kinda checkin in on u As they undress she notices suspicious scratches across his back. I grab another silk kerchief and pull her hands gently behind her back and tie her hands. It flared from a gently rounded tip out to a diameter of several inches before necking down classic to a narrowed portion. “Stop,” he said and swatted at his sister's hands. You could indian cum in my purse, all over my phone and wallet so that everything I have is bathed in your sperm." I mean why not? “I had to!” uh. It’s not. Am-ma. “I can’t talk about it, but something happened and I’m not a guy anymore. I need to cum.” He didn't have a problem with that, he'd eaten her out often enough, but it was still fascinating to look at for some reason. His hopes weren’t high, however. Miranda’s fingers closed upon the plug. We were ambushed during girl a raid, and you were captured. Creton threw at her. I was enjoying this torment, and that scared me. I’m greeted by a man wearing a plain black tee and faded jeans, his short, dark hair slightly disheveled. I reach over and grab her hand.