" Thank you, Lady."As Bronwyn left the room, a hooded figure stepped from nowhere. "Will she be good to him?" She will be good to and for him," the Go...ddess replied, to which the hooded figure just nodded.Bronwyn quickly left the psychic realm and returned to her body. She ran downstairs to Joe. When she entered the room, she felt the fear flowing from her lover. He turned to her, tears in his eyes. "Well? Do you hate me?" No." She came over and sat on his lap, straddling his legs. "In fact, I. You and I will still make love onFriday night, but every other night I’m going to be withDarren. During the day, when you’re at work I’m going tobe with Darren. Darren’s going to pick my clothes fromnow on so I can dress like the slut I truly am. I thinkyou’ve seen how that’s going to look. From now on Ibelong to Darren.”I thought about this. “So when do I get you?”“Any time Darren doesn’t want to use me.”I thought about. I had been so excited about seeing all the vintage cars that I stumbled my way through them. That is why the remote controlled car had been running all over me.I hastily obeyed the man's commands. This time standing squarely between the painted lines as I watched the cars for a few more minutes.There were a dozen or so racing around the homemade track. They were remote controlled cars run by a bunch of enthusiasts who had gathered for their weekly races.This was my first visit to the event. The four of us would get it on for a bit, then the two "husbands" would come home, to find their wives and neighbors in a horny, all-girl foursome! Not surprisingly, they would join in and we'd all have a lot of fun, until Clara felt she'd shot enough video to edit into the final scene. Angel had a "punch line" which she would say at Clara's signal.By the time she was finished laying it out, we were all made up and nicely buzzed from the wine and the marijuana, smiling and trying not to.