Oddly I went to sleep after she left and I dreamt about Nadine. She’d had a great pussy, as I recalled. I missed my time with her. Would’ve liked ...to have made it permanent. But, well, she turned out to be more interested in having a whole man than mere eternal love, or maybe she wanted both. I would’ve settled for one or the other, but the way things looked I was gonna get neither. It wasn’t fair! It wasn’t fucking fair!Well hope might well spring eternal for some, but for me it sprang futile.. It did a couple flips in passage, went through an opening in the wall and landed on what sounded like a #2 zinc wash tub on the other side. The clatter was impressive, I must say. Scorn spares nothing when it comes to the perks of the job."Send him in!" A soft voice like a young virgin called out. "Oh crap, I'm in for it now!" My mind raced, thinking of lies or escape options, but fear had me paralyzed. I couldn't think of anything to make my case look better. Scorn knows his staff, knows how. If anybody found out our family would be furious with both of us, but the taboo just made me want her more. I thrust harder, each push going a little deeper and producing a more ecstatic moan from Abbie. She had her arms tight around my back, pulling my head next to hers while she panted and moaned into my ear. Suddenly I felt her lift her legs up, and the next thrust went even deeper, and she cried out in pleasure again.Wrapping her legs around my arse, she began rocking beneath me, pushing. On the nose. Entering the establishment,I realized I was the only customer. I was right in my assumption that the placewas a bar more then anything else. In fact it seemed to be a biker bar. Theonly other person in the bar was the bartender, a rather large buxom womanwearing a black leather vest and tattoos up and down her arms. She had blackfrom a bottle curly short hair. Her vest was very tight and strained againsther rather large breasts. Her eyes bore into mine and I knew she could kickmy.