Absolutely not. That is disgusting. Sluts and prostitutes do that. Not nice respectable girls,” Cassaundra replied.“Have you ever thought about or... wondered what it would be like to have sex with another girl?” Joey asked.“No. That would be depraved and immoral,” she responded in her trance-state.“While you will continue to be Billy’s wife for the time being, you will portray his loving wife in public. However, I am going to take you as one of my sex slaves. As such, you will obey any and all. I pull back and busy myself with attacking the remainder of sand on my dress this enabling me to keep my face down away from you for a bit till I get myself under control again.I just can't believe how your solid body and close proximity are driving me to such thoughts of wanting more than anyone should with someone they literally met just minutes ago. From beneath my lowered eyelashes I look at you, mentally tracing along those strong shoulders, the hair on your chest, following the natural. It was nice to be considered worth spying on.“I bought some clothes today,” Amaya said neutrally.“Good for you,” Wesley said. “A lovely lady should have plenty of clothes to show off her beauty.”Amaya blushed at the compliment. She wished they could just flirt for the entire hour so she could listen to his soft Southern voice. Before she could respond, Wesley was already moving into the game.“Yesterday I said that the game was going to become much harder. I can also promise you that if you keep. He walks over to the car, opens the door and says, “Hi.”, as he tosses his bag onto the backseat next to mine. Smiling I say, “Hi babe.”, noticing he has gotten even hotter since starting back at the Gym. He gets in and gives me a hug before putting on his seatbelt. Checking the road is clear I pull back out on the road and we start talking. We also sing along with the radio which causes us both to laugh really hard, since our singing sounds like wounded cats. Arriving at work I park the car in.