Just faking a fight back, in order to touch her wherever I could; I let her continue to do what she wanted till she stopped and literally collapsed ov...r me covering my body but her back was pressed against my chest as if she was watching TV. She was still holding one of my hand and I was unable to concentrate on watching TV. I think out of 8; I had consumed 5 cans of beer making me dizzy while she rolled my hand in between her fingers making me aroused too. I was glad that Edith was not. She is still looking at me, unfortunately not looking where she is going. She stumbles and falls, tripping over a heavy unopened carton in the middle of the floor in the aisle.“Damn it, shit”She is head down, bottoms up, hands out in front, and knees elevated on top of the cardboard box. Her full, midcalf length skirt, has flipped up over her head, and her backside is on display, up to her armpits.Immediately sprinting to her aid, I call to her, “Are you hurt?”, while my eyes register. 'Stella ... I ... I can't. I am sorry. There's nothing I want more, but you broke my heart. You can't just come back when you have a fight with Eve and expect me to be okay with it. I said I want to be your friend and I meant it, but anything other than that I'm sorry. I just can't.'Now it was her turn to look like she had been slapped, and my heart broke all over again. She pulled back, 'But why?'She looked to where my eyes were resting, it was on Pepper's now surprised face. 'I wish I. Leila... M-M-Master,“ she said after a few strangled efforts.„And your age, Leila?“ I nodded.„S-s*******n... o-only... seven... teen,“ she answered, the tears filling her eyes, her head drooping.This time I gave her a backhand cut across her right flank. With equally satisfactory visual and vocal results.„Have you forgotten so soon, girl?“ I asked, in a tone bordering on weary disbelief.„N-No... ooo … no... oooh… no... Master... no Master,“ she cried out as she still squirming and juddering at.
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