Cracker passes out form the pain and sags in her bonds. Nama calls from camp ?dinner is ready?.Master walks back into camp sits down and eats with Na...ma. ?Go get cracker, and feed it?. Master motions for Nama to get the other slave.The rest of the evening they sit around the fire, at about 11 master gives cracker a blanket ?You sleep next to the fire?. He drags Nama into the tent. In the quiet forest Heather hears Master fucking Nama all night; she knows he is trying hard to in-pregnant the. I reviewed the changes in my life over the past months. I started this journey reading and enjoying many slut wife/hotwife stories off of the internet. I enjoyed them and I fantasized heavily about some of them happening to Suzanne. That was a form of cheating on Suzanne, I mused. I had a sex life of my own that she was isolated from. My 'addiction' to those stories wasn't terribly healthy, I guess.Then our anniversary night. Wow. That was an awakening for me. When confronted with the reality. What runner would drink beer during his race?I thanked them for the offer and went on my way. My God, if I had drunk a beer at quarter to 8 in the morning the whole day would have been wiped out. Beer has that effect on me. I’m useless after just one.I strolled down to the park, passing hubby’s old house along the way. Somebody else had just moved in, a 30-something guy, his wife and two yellow Labs. The guy was a grizzly, with a giant belly and lots of dark, curly hair all over his body. Not. Ruth would often go out for hours on end without telling Melissa and one day, Melissa joked to herself that Ruth was having an affair with a work colleague, but she’d assumed that it’d be with a female colleague. Then suddenly that idea didn’t seem so preposterous. Melissa decided that the next time Ruth went out on her own that she would follow her and film her every move on her smart-phone and later confront Ruth with the evidence of her adultery. It was the next day when a male friend of.