Turning back to her, releasing her restraints, “I am so sorry for breaking the news that way, but when we found out the problem was his double lives..., the only way to have him confess to it, was to put him in an erotic high, causing him to not be able to focus on clear thoughts”Then I giggled, “Too bad the guy doesn’t live on the second hole, but who knows maybe three holes will be lucky for him” She had pulled her knees up, wrapping her arms around them, looking down at her toes, “I knew. " So that's what tonight was about: Jaye had said she wanted to be passed around and used as a whore, so Samuel was going to make her fantasies real! My wife was graduating from slut to whore! What was going on here and why was I allowing it? The song ended and the fat man brought her back. Samuel had a drink ready for her. "Samuel, did he pay to have me dance with him?" "Ja. How ja feel about dat?" "Humiliated, but hot in a way. Do I keep on?" "De candle, she mean ja available. Ja doan wanta,. ”“How long has it been?”“A year maybe!”“Wow, that’s a really long time. I could help you with that. Just close your eyes and just go with it.”“Wouldn’t it be weird for us to have sex?"“It’s only weird if you think it’s weird. You’re nineteen and are an adult.”“True. I’m game if your game.”Leslie was excited to give her daughter pleasure. She was horny looking at her body. She poured the oil in her hands and worked her fingers up and down her body. She held each breast in her hands and. ” “Well, come on in here first and get you some food in your belly. You seem to be a kind man, but I promise, just one wrong move, and I will shoot.” I walked in ahead of her; gun still drawn on me, and looked around the small house. Very nice, a humble but comfortable abode. A fire in the fireplace and a small kerosene lamp that allowed just enough light in the room to offer, at any other time, a romantic mood. I asked about a wash basin as my hands were dirty, along with my face. I am sure.