“My hubbie hasn’t given me a good night in ages. I’m beginning to think he’s forgotten about sex.” Chrissie sipped her coffee and smiled. �...�Don’t worry ladies, I have a surprise for you. “ Terry walked up the path to the house and prepared himself before ringing the doorbell. He had been working for the double glazing firm for a year now, visiting potential clients and charming them into parting with their money. With his cheeky grin and pleasant manner he had become a master salesman. The first. I always had a knack of spotting the dirty men, especially when I was young. As girls we never were aware of how we played, rough and tumble, skirts riding high, knickers exposed and pulled up tight between our cheeks, were giving those men who sat around watching us, a sexual thrill and they would be jacking off, with their hands in their pockets, or under their coats or blanket.They would sit at opposite ends of the park, waiting for us to come close and give them the view they craved.One of. I raised my hand and she cowered, holding her gut and trying to catch some air to replace what she'd lost when I retaliated to her scratching. When Dana pushed her tongue out from between those split lips I suddenly understood that I'd made one of my rare errors in judgement. There were three heavy rings of metal embedded in her tongue, running its length. I'd seen plenty of studs but never something like this. No wonder all she could do was mumble. My guess was that this had been done. When she got there, shebought a twelve pack of beer and a stack of girlie magazines.Trace returned to their shared quarters and planned on making herselffeel good and taking her mind off things that seemed to be pressing inon her.Betty wasn't there, she was giving a deposition to the Army MedicalCorps on Trace's mental state.Trace, showered and ate five pieces of pizza as she drank three bottlesof beer. Trace drank three more bottles while watching a Planet of theApes marathon on Cable. Two.