I bolted off the bed and ran from the room, Mark's contemtuous laughter ringing in my ears.I threw some clothes on and grabbed my wallet, then headed ...traight out of the front door. I had no idea what I was doing - I was barely even conscious at this point. I found myself in the car, driving around aimlessley with tears streaming down my face. Finally, after an hour or so, I pulled over at the side of the road and just broke down. How long I sat there sobbing, I don't know. Maybe an hour, maybe. The change had started six months ago when she had started back to work following her daughter's starting to go to school a full day. About her third week on the job she was asked if she would like to stop with some co-workers for a drink after work and she had. It started as a once a week thing, then a couple of times a week and finally, almost every night. They sat and talked about the job, told jokes, danced to the jukebox and had a good time. By the end of the third month Doreen was. . and it would continue until one of them died. It had been an ever-changing friendship, though, it certainly hadn’t stood still. DeeDee had always been there in the background, throughout all their childhood. In fact she’d been as much of a big sister to him as she had been to Sean. Except he’d sometimes listened to her well-meaning advice, Sean never did. Pat grinned as the lady in question took the cigarette from his hand and used it to light another for him. As a boy he’d admired DeeDee. ‘Right love,’ she said, ‘take of all your clothes and sit on one of the chairs.’ I did so then she said, ‘Now I don’t want you to move from your chair so I’m going to tie to to it. Is that ok?’ ‘Yesss!’ I said apprehensively, ‘I think so.’As she started to tie me up she explained that ever since we had our first encounter in a film studio a few years ago she had always loved to watch me cum. To spurt out my spunk was just so, so sexy for her. It really turned her on. She sat down on the.
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