And when Mary just looked sternly at her, she added the word, "please." Mary waved at the glove box and Julie rummaged inside finding two chocolate bars and as Julie closed the glove box, more intent on feeding her starving stomach, she couldn't help but notice the large strap on that was in there as well. Having wolfed down the chocolate the effect of food for the first time in two days combined with the blasting of the heater in the car, Julie soon drifted off to sleep with some questions still in her head. When Julie came to hours later she found herself in a large pink bedroom wrapped in a warm quilt. Unused to such luxury after four years of living as a biker's slut Julie snuggled down into the warmth and comfort. "Ah you are awake then?" said a pleasant voice from the doorway and Julie found herself once again staring into the eyes of Mary now wearing a loose jogging suit which did nothing to hide her well-developed body. "Yeah I'm awake and still fucking hungry," sneered Julie. "My, my you do have a mouth on you don't you?" said Mary and with that pulled back the covers revealing Julie's scrawny body still clothed in the rags she had on the night before. "Well first young lady we need to get you cleaned up and clothed properly, and may even asian wash that mouth out while I am doing it." Mary laughed as she picked Julie up with an easy movement and carried her kicking and screaming into the large tiled bathroom where she pushed Julie fully clothed into the walk in shower. Turning on the taps Mary chuckled to herself as the water cascaded down soaking Julie who was screaming death threats but Mary kept the door closed and just said one word over and over, "clothes." Eventually Julie gave in and took off her sodden clothing piece by piece, throwing them over the top of the shower cubicle to the waiting woman. Mary licked her lips as she saw the young body revealing itself to her eyes, her tender white skin unblemished with only a few marks here and there. 'This one was worth investing some time in,' Mary thought to herself wondering how she would respond to her advances. Once Julie was washed and wrapped in a large fluffy bathrobe she perched at the breakfast bar in a kitchen that was all chrome and the size of football pitch and was devouring all the food that Mary was putting in front of her like the starving woman she was. Julie had a million questions including one about the strap on in the glove box but decided for the moment to absorb and give out controlled information. As Mary asked questions Julie gave an edited version of what had happened and in particular noted the look of pleasure when Julie described the party where she had slept with the wife of the hosts, and the look of revulsion when she described some of the things the bikers had her do and had done. Mary explained that this was one of her homes and Julie was welcome to stay here as long as she liked provided she didn't break things, steal things or bring 'boys' home. To which Julie responded with such vitriol that she was almost frothing at the mouth about the male gender and almost spat out the question, "so where's your husband?" Mary looked at Julie with sheer incredulity not sure if Julie was being serious or not and then replied hesitantly, still unsure if Julie was winding her up or not, "my dear girl if you haven't worked it out yet I am a lesbian." Julie looked at her with straight face that finally split into a huge grin, "Ohhhhhh, that would explain the strap on in the glove box then," before breaking into fits of giggles as Mary mentally cursed herself for not packing the thing away more discreetly. "And," said Julie with firm intent, "if you are a lesbian and it means no men, then I am a lesbian as well," then stage whispered, "what do we do now do you teach me a secret handshake or something." "YOU young lady are going to need bringing into line," said Mary with a huge smile as she saw the young girl's character already starting to blossom into a thing of beauty before her eyes. "So how big is this place and out of interest where the hell are we?" Julie said as she started to realise that she was in some form of apartment though looked more like a massive brick warehouse. "This is what our American cousins would call a loft, and we are in London Docklands which you mark my words is going to be a big thing one day." Mary went on as she showed Julie round explaining proudly as she went, like a property agent showing a client, "and the unit takes up the whole of the top floor and is served by a private coded lift," waving her hand towards a thing that looked like an oversized goods lift before going on, "The main living room has a magnificent panoramic view of the Thames, and you have already seen the ultra-modern kitchen with open Asian Girls plan dining area and balcony. Guest bedroom, there a couple more but they are pretty much the same, then we Hairy have the indoor gym asians with a wide variety of equipment, and finally the japanese master bedroom." "Which has special equipment of its own no doubt," said Julie giggling, "Well do you want to fuck me now or what? Guess I have to pay the bill somehow." said Julie casting off her robe to stand naked. "Get dressed or get out," Mary barked and Julie grabbed the towel and stared at Mary who was red faced with anger. "If I wanted a whore I would have bought one, or maybe two, but I didn't. When you are ready and you want to, you will come to my bed, but until then I would suggest you get yourself clean and healthy both inside and out." With that Mary went to her bedroom and closed the door firmly behind her leaving Julie speechless and a little surprised. Later that day there was quiet tap at her bedroom door and Julie opened it to find Mary standing there with a large pile of clothing which she handed to Julie as she said, "sorry for calling you a whore." "Sorry for acting like one," Julie said smiling shyly, "Just I have got so used to being treated like one that I had forgotten what kindness looked like." "It's only workout gear," Mary said as she watched Julie shed the towel and start to dress only being able to really use the sweat pants and top and even then they were baggy, as the underwear was too large. 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