" She probably realizes that, on some level," Betsy said. "If she stops and thinks about it, you've not made any false moves with her at all -- have y...ou? No passes?" No. I've treated her with complete respect, as I would any other woman I wanted to date. But, of course, there was what she calls my 'investigation.'" Yeah," Herm said. "And the information-sharing with us... And even Reggie looking into her stage name, and all." So how do I -- y'know -- regain her trust?" You don't, probably,". Married women especially welcome. The replies began almost instantly and several daily. Within a week i was meeting 10s of women. Some did not work out but most did. The first was a married lady who was a doctor it turned out married to another doctor. Her husband and her happy but he did not eat her. She was very nice and a woman who would never have an affair but she felt this wasnt since she wasnt fucking anyone. She wore a skirt the first time and when we got to the room we. "You're fucking me again? You're spoiling me. Oh, yes. Pound me. Pound me deep. Yes. Right there. Keep going. Don't stop now. Oh, yes don't stop mow. Deeper. Deeper. Faster. Faster. Yes. Yes. Yes."Tommy gave it to her nice and hard, ready to call it a night. He was done and squeezed his man seed all over Helen's chest, who laid there nearly breathless, with a big smile on her face. Helen giggled and couldn't stop herself. She felt so good that she wanted to tell the whole world what she just. " I wanted to say more, but she stopped me."And that's why you don't like me . . . if you did you'd make sure I was doing things correctly!" She said.I was puzzled . . . what was Wendy telling me? She wanted to be made to do things. Had she been so . . . so . . . brainwashed? She could not really want me to tie her down. I definitely needed help.----Wendy did arrive to eat her breakfast, but I was watching her, trying to make up my mind as to what to do . . . a strange, perverse, part of my.