‘When I confronted him, Lars dismissed my complaints telling me that the girls either didn’t understand my question or weren’t familiar with the... customs at trend-setting nightclubs. He tried to convince me to remove my blouse and dance with him. When I refused, he insisted I not embarrass him and abide by the local customs by removing my blouse. I refused to do so until I saw another woman take off hers. After we finished our second glasses of Champagne, Lars, seemingly upset, took me outside,. She is in a facility for people who have lost touch with reality. She’ll never be whole again.“I really don’t think you should feel bad about what you did to him. You didn’t kill a human being. He may have had a human shape, but he wasn’t human. Don’t think for a minute that you killed a human being. I wouldn’t lie to you about that, Betsy.”Sally folded Betsy’s hands on her lap before sagging back in her chair. She watched Betsy sleep for a few minutes. It was kind of amazing to see how limp. He quickly move down from her tits to her tummy, where the skirt was rolled over her belly. Al sucked Susan’s sensitive belly button as he continued his move down toward her very liquid love pot…over her blond pussy hair…finally resting on her now super enlarged clitoris. And here on my wife’s cunt-clit…Al sucked and licked for the next 30 minutes. My goodness!…if the neighbors don’t hear her this… it will be a miracle! My wife must have had at. What should I pay you in? Tequila?" I laughed. It was the first time I had laughed in a while. "Absolutely!" he said."Want some now?" I asked."Absolutely!"We went into my apartment and into my small kitchen. I poured each of us a shot and was slightly heavy on the pour. He shot it with ease and, in my competitiveness, I followed suit and then grabbed a beer for each of us. I was embarrassed about my place. I had a second-hand sofa and a television on a stand—nothing else. “So, let me see.