"What the fuck is this, Tinga!"Hilary strained to see a powerfully built middle-aged black man standing towards the back of the hall."I came here to s...ee blonde meat a-fucking! You promised!"The mood amongst the men changed as many seemed in agreement."Friends ... friends..." started Tinga smoothly, "The blonde is the main course! These sluts are merely first course! Second for those who had that," he added indicating the girl swinging from the ceiling.This placated the big man who sat down.Once. Ward stepped up and defended me, without being asked; it felt obvious I meant something to him. He hugged me again and sadly said he had to leave. I whimpered a little and said I understood. Ward left me with something to ponder. He said, “If you ever consider a committed relationship, remember me. You’re too beautiful of a person to be used.” I watched him as he walked out the door and let his comments weigh heavy on my mind. Ward was right. I wasn’t living my life as I should. I took a good. I knew that Cynthia was really important to you, and though it hurt, I didn't want to do anything that would spoil your marriage, so I finally just gave up.Then I found that the old body is giving up on me. I wanted to see you just one more time if I could, so I hired a detective agency to track you down. They told me quite a few things that let me know that your life and your relationship with Cynthia had brought you great pain. At first I felt guilty that I hadn't seen things as they were and. "Put your right foot on the stool, and grab the bar with both hands."The lowest bar was about chest high.She did as she was told.One Lady monitored each hand, while several others crouched down by her feet. All the others watched the proceedings with great interest.Monica let out a gasp as a single finger slid up inside her. Evidently, the nudity and the fear of the unknown had gotten her wet."She's ready," proclaimed one of the goddesses.Monica cried in surprise as a dildo was shoved up inside.