The cadre was informed that if I began acting strange, they were to immediately send me and a cadet escort to the dispensary. Getting whacked by an ou...traged woman didn't appear to have harmed me, but given my medical history...Getting out of bed produced protests from the dogs—they didn't want to leave their nice warm nest and nice warm human. I told them "play, play" and they got up—slowly--and I fixed the kennel and got ready for breakfast. But first, a run through the doggie confidence. ?Sorry to burst your bubble, but.? I took my hand back and brought my left hand out, where the old female symbol was engraved on.?Ah? right.? My client’s smile faded. She did not get another slave for free today. ?Okay then? happy dealing with you. See you around.? She said, before getting onto her car and getting drived away, leaving me to sigh as I looked at my left hand. This was sad? not because she instantly jumped to conclusions, but because of the state that women were in nowadays.Back. As for me, I just couldn’t believe it. There I was, a grandmother in my sixties, and I was getting more sex than I had ever had in my entire life.*And the thing was, I was really enjoying it all. I was learning new things about myself all the time. I didn’t want it to stop, and I wanted more. If Ben was going to turn up in a few days, I would certainly be getting more too.As Gary was asleep, I went downstairs to the office, powered up my PC, and went onto the swinging site. I had decided to. I told a lot of guys online about my idea, some liked it and some not. Paying money for a girl is not everyones idea of fun and I accept that, but there is a deeper meaning to it than just money+sex and for those who can’t see that it can be hard to understand.And I’m probably not the best person to explain it but it has something to do with a bond between the girl and the man. She gives a piece of herself to him and she HAS to do it because he paid for it. Maybe this appeals to me because I.