Jenny was in no mood to play the bitch, had a deep case of bitch's remorse, chaffed under the wide dog collar her husband fastened permanently to her ...neck by super gluing the tab down, having worn it in public for the first time at the bus yard, standing in a sea of curious drivers, dispatchers, and mechanics that crowded in to read the bitch tag while Heather explained exactly what it meant and did her best to show them Jenny's bitch pussy.Jenny suffered her worst nightmare in that bus yard,. The lust was out of control.It was just supposed to be another normal movie night but, in the back on my dirty mind, I was set out to tease. I don't even know what I was trying to achieve. Possibly just to test him and find out what he wanted from this. If it was me he was thinking about when he was sucking my juices out of my used thong, or just using the taste and scent to remind him of someone else. I'd caught him checking me out many times but I still wasn't sure. Maybe there was a sense of. She was charming and graceful. I had to go to Goa for a trip so I finished the order before time and delivered. All the teachers were impressed. During the time when I was in Goa, I messaged Neeti ‘All the best’ as she was the coordinator for the concert. She didn’t believe that I messaged her and even remember the date of her concert and since that day we started chatting. It was casual.She was impressed with the knowledge I have in my field at this age and she thought I had done some course. Wilson and I went to the town 30miles away to eat. We also wanted to go to Walmart for a small radio. We were back at the Honda by 9:30PM."Do you have any idea how bad you stink?" I asked. Wilson just laughed."Sweetie you don't exactly smell like roses," he replied. I laughed at that. We had only been at the site two days and already we had reverted to living only a few rungs above how the miners in Alaska lived. It was what Wilson wanted. It was also what I was enjoying. In my case I was.