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  • The waiting was the worst part. I placed the camera lid in the center of the room, shut off the lights and waited near the door, where she wouldn’t be able to see me. The minutes passed by painfully slowly – ten? Twenty? Thirty?! I couldn’t say. I was just relieved when the door finally opened and the lights flickered on. I held my breath to make sure I didn’t give myself away. “Yup.” came the lazy cold tone of Nicole as she walked towards the center of the room and picked up the lid. Just as she bent over, I walked to the door and shut it, making al oud band which pracitcally made Nicole jump. “Jesus fucking christ!” she shouted, looking up in a panic. As her eyes registered that it was me, her face moulded into one of pure confusion. I folded my arms. “Did old he buy it?” I simply asked. Nicole just stared at me, heavily breathing as she processed the implications of what I said. I was expecting a lot of reactions, but not her bursting into tears and running snatch for me. She hastily grabbed me, refusing to let go. “I- it- I c-” she tried to form sentences, but they just kept devolving into sobs. I was in shock, but eventually I cunt snapped to attention and started stroking the back of her head. “Y-you knew?” she eventually managed. This wasn’t a good life lesson, but I knew telling the truth got me into trouble in the first place, so I decided a lie was safest. “From the moment you brought up being casual.” I answered her. “I pretended to get all worked up, gave Phil what he needed, and took your lens cap.” “Holy shit.” Nicole said, sniffling, looking down teen sex at the floor. “Salvador’s getting better at this. Your performance was fucking flawless.” she looked up at me with red puffy eyes and gave a sad smile. “Why couldn’t you do something that good for your election speech?” I laughed sympathetically but she devolved back into crying fits. “He made me.” she managed between gasps. “I’m so sorry, Adam. I couldn’t say no.” “It’s okay.” I soothed her. “No it’s not. Don’t fucking lie.”she told me, desperately dyke sobbing. “I meant nothing. I didn’t mean any of what I said.” “Even the wanting to be casual thing?” I asked. She didn’t respond. She just shook her head as she cried some more. Crap. “How about this one, Master?” she asked, holding up a diamond flanked by two yellow gems. Marie woke a few minutes later, she took off her favorite silk pajamas and found Carl was already in the lounge waiting. I cut my eyes and he blushed again. “Bet mom and dad will be swinging from the ceiling tonight, dyke without me around.”, and Bella asked what she meant. I said sure it would be nice to have a girl around ,Stan said she would cook and clean for us. The guard nodded to me and opened the iron door. Anita asked looking at the nervous woman. Better than working at a gas station, and definitely better than kissing some douchebag-with-mommy-issues’ ass while she cunt pretended to be his secretary. She was checking for any hint of challenge or defiance snatch in Erica, but Erica, abused, confused and sad, showed none. Darrin didn't know which one was which, and he was horrified at the thought that Trevor might be Steve, his new teen sex owner. The few times I heard women at church or my mom mention it, they made it sound like a old chore.