She wasn’t really fussy about her clothes but she liked to look neat and trim. She thought about making a lunch but decided to ask her husband. They... had different tastes so they usually ate at a local restaurant where they served a variety. She looked a the hard rain falling and knew they would have to stay home. Cooking was not her favorite thing. She wasn’t a very good cook and she had little interest in becoming one. She went back to work on her writing and had made some progress so was. "I saw you first from the security recording made at the info desk. Then you disappeared for a while, and the guards were sure you didn't go out - or in. When you came back, you looked almost like you had been through the mill. What happened to you?"For a second it all came back; hope, false delight, confusion and horror. I looked at her and shook my head."Not now, Kim; and not here, please. Maybe we can trade our histories at some point. Now I should make myself a bit more presentable before. ........”My body was now well and truly on fire, and my mind was simply addled by sex. My hand drifted first to Peter’s crotch and then I reached around and fumbled with Paul’s. Both men took the hint and unzipped their pants and guided my hands to their cocks. I squirmed my way into the opened zips and felt the hard cocks enshrined in tight underwear. I got my hands around the two cocks despite their more than ample size and the tight constraints. I squeezed the turgid balls lightly, revelling. She knew what happened in New Mexico Territory."I gambled it, Marnie," Jacob confessed. "I've always been a risk-taker. I took the $100 and I went to the poker table. When I left 12 hours later, I had $5,000. I was hooked again. I went again the next night and the next. By the time I was done, I had almost $30,000."Marnie gasped. Even though her husband's gambling had almost cost her everything, she was realistic enough to know that her aversion to gambling was mostly to the losing part."So you.