Then I would sell her to the highest bidder. I vowed then in my heart to make her the best, the most talented; to teach her every perversion, and how ...to fulfill the sexual voraciousness of the devil himself. She would be my piece de resistance. I undid her handcuffs. “Stand, put your hands behind your back. The back of your hands are to rest on the curve of your ass, thumbs extended and touching. You are to stand with knees together. This is your normal stance. Should I ask you to prepare for. ‘I’ve never cheated on him.’ ‘I’d make it enjoyable,’ I promised. ‘I’m sure you would,’ said Angela ‘Do you have a lot of kinky hair down there?’ ‘That’s personal!’ For a moment, I was not sure if I had offended or titillated her. ‘I need to check it out.’ I persisted, ‘I’m an official pussy inspector. I have a sworn duty to. . .’ ‘You’re absolutely impossible. . .’ She covered her mouth to hide her laughter. ‘Your pussy curls. . . I look on them as nature’s dental floss. The supply must be. He told her to go downstairs and be with the family, she was reluctant but she did as he requested. After a few more hours of drinking, chatting and watching films, exchanging glances between the two, Sophie got more and more wound up, she was very drunk and wanted him more than ever. As the night went on her friends gradually went home and her parents went to bed. At last, they were alone. Sophie was on the sofa watching the film, Dave got up and walked over to her, didn’t say a word and. Not your usual tipple I said. No, you’d developed a taste for my favourite brand. I kind of liked the old Bushmills, but perhaps some other time. Some Dutch courage I thought and swallowed it in two or three gulps. It stung my throat and you patted my back. A shiver ran down me at your very touch and with a kiss you cupped my beautiful firm ass. Thank God that was over our very first clinch, I looked up to face you, your green eyes searched mine. And I suppose I must have approved your advances.