Care to try again?”“Not really; I believe that when one is this deep in a hole, one should stop digging. Should we go check out the last of the pi...ctures? Maybe this time we can waste a little time on foreplay.”She laughed. “You’re living dangerously for a guy that likes to put his dick so close to my very sharp teeth.”“You know me; I live for danger. C’mon, hot pants, let’s go play.”We went with that plan. The remaining pictures were more of the same at first, except that Jen had snuck a candid. ”“And the last fifty cents?” Brad persisted.“That was me,” Carol asserted. “I did it because she’s going to be my partner, so I wanted to be nice to her. And I only charged her 10 percent interest, too.”“Ten percent?” Bill asked skeptically. “Slut, I don’t think you could calculate 10 percent interest for two days.”“I can too,” Carol insisted. “I gave her fifty cents and she pays me five dollars on Monday. That’s 10 percent, isn’t it?”Bill did some fast mental mathematics and asserted, “Whore,. I was close to arriving when I decided to end this. I got from all fours onto my knees and crossed my protectively crossed my arms over my breasts. I opened up my mouth to voice my protest and was stunned to get an extremely firm slap across my face. I was still stunned when he pushed me back to all fours. He didn’t do or force me to do anything else, but he did hold me by the hair to keep me from getting up. For some reason the sensation on my scalp from him pulling my hair caused me to lose. They stumbled though the door swaying and giggling, dishevelled and all the worse for drink. My wife does not usually drink too much and is always on time. It looks like Alice is a bad influence on her. I barked out loud “What time do you call this”. They both put their heads down and giggled, attempting to prop each other up. I shouted at my wife “Sharon, go upstairs to bed, I will deal with you tomorrow. Alice! Come with me”. My wife made her way slowly upstairs as I grabbed Alice’s arm and.