“No stupid, I wanted you, instead I had to lie there watching you with him in the mirror. I hated you so much.”“You wanted me?” I was lost. �...�You mean you wanted me to ditch my date because yours was out?” That kind of made sense, we had a strict pact, if only one of us pulled we ditched the guy, we both left a club with a man or neither of us did.“I wanted you,” she stressed the ‘wanted’. “I always wanted you, it was bad enough hearing you in the next bedroom, but that night I was right next to. ‘Why are you of all people so interested to see me take Taylor back?’ Sir Marcus picked up his empty glass, the comfort of something in his hands helped ease his mind. ‘I have my own reasons Sir Marcus.’ Glen raised his eyebrow as if to begin to question Lady Daire, but she caught his questioning gaze. ‘You’ll learn in due time Sir Glen. Rare is the opportunity to proceed into a situation and know the stumbling blocks that will be encountered.’ ‘Where is Taylor?’ asked Sir Glen finally. ‘She’s. My lust for his shit as a pig’s sexual lust object ruled all my behaviors. As more chems rushed through the pig’s body, in moments Shit Master’s elbow and my anus were kissing like long lost friends. After an hour hanging like a stuck pig in his private home sling, my bowels prolapsed requiring Shit Master shoving them back up the gaping messy asshole. Master told it that its bowels needed to take a rest. Shit Master’s goal was to manipulate my oral obsessions with male logturds as his very. He may not be much but I love him." How do you feel about Lizbeth?" She is sweet," Mare answered, "I have never done any kissy-pussy but it might have been fun with her. Who knows, maybe someday things will be different between Steve and me and an occasional threesome will be all right, but not now."We left it at that, we as a couple with a dream that every day that passed seemed more unattainable and Margo, well Margo had the cross of Steve. Lizbeth and me started again the search for the.