To be honest I also expected that Mary Beth had another motive for having me deliver Maurine to her dinner. I didn’t object to meeting a nice lady. ...During my last hour home I did a little research on Maurine Thompson. I already knew she was a social worker for the county. I found out from her face book page that she had a college student son named Eddie.I didn’t form any opinions about Maurine based on her social media profiles. I wanted to keep an open mind about her. I told myself it was the. . I am, or was indifferent to humans, I had more contempt for the stupid subservient bitches who succeed in the mating ritual. They are little more than chattels to their bond mates with no power or independence." So what has changed Varna?"She put her cup down on the table and clasped her hands together in her lap. Ancestors! I only want to know what the artifact is. She frowned for a moment then decided to tell him of her strange experience with the human, why she could not fathom, but she. There was pin drop silence for a while…. And somehow the phone got disconnected due to bad weather.For a moment I thought its over this was the last time we ever met or spoke on the phone and that things wont be the same which were before..After about a week she called asking how am I and requested if I could come home to help her son in maths as his exams are scheduled the day after and his tutor is ill because of the weather..To which I happily agreed. I reached at her place at 5 pm thinking. Every body cheered and my wife was es***ted back to my table. then it continued with other couples. My wife sat down and said this is crazy and I said it looked like fun. she was just laughing and I gave her more drinks to calm her down. Later another blond came out for a dance and I reached under the table to put my hand in my wife thighs. I moved up to her pussy and she was wet. I started finger fucking her and she began to stoke my cock under the table. When the show ended they threw candies.