I mockingly make to cover myself but he tells me not to worry on his account, to which I giggle and pull my dress further apart, showing him a flash o...f thigh and suspender, commenting that he must think me a bit of a slut!He laughs and says he thinks I’m classy but he hopes I’m a slut too. I mock being taken aback and tell him I can’t hold him up – a calculated risk but I think he will stay and not just move on. He replies it’s ok and so I ask what I can do to thank him as the car springs in to. Amy, who had just come down from cleaning the kids' rooms to make lunch, looked at Laura inquisitively and said, "What's that you say?" What am I suppose to be doing?" Laura repeated, "As a housewife, you know? I'm not interested in this gardening stuff, even if Pietro would let me anywhere near his garden. I like cooking, a little, but you have made it clear that that is your department, as is the house cleaning. What then am I suppose to do? Start watching day time soap operas?" It is one. U Tha cursed under his breath. Something — or perhaps even someone — must have found out about this spot and started poaching from him. As if in response to his colorful exclamations, something knocked into his boat. U Tha swore again, thinking that he must have hit a submerged log. And then it struck again, this time harder. U Tha looked over the side of his small canoe and strained to make out any shape in the dark, muddy waters. He could barely make out a large shape, perhaps a crocodile or. I couldnt' see what she was doing, but I didn't need to, in order to know. I watched her butt jiggle and shake, sometimes the black guy slapped her fat asscheeks. In five minutes it was over. She stood, he drove off. She walked back to me.Her face was wet and shiny. In her hand was a 20. She handed it to me without a word, dropped to her knees and puked.I shoved her into the car. "Adrenalin. Mixed with lust. Feels like you're in a car wreck, doesn't it?"She looked at me, face streaked dark with.