And don’t even dare to speak like this for my wife. Why don’t you contact hotel people, they can arrange call girl for you.” They said “Call g...irls are never safe and interesting. We don’t want to hurt your feelings. No one knows you or us here. It is quiet safe and confidential. We just want to enjoy. If you want then arrange call girl for yourself for that night and we will pay for that. You will also have different experience. Only thing you have to convince your wife.Moreover after this. “Brett, if I had my way, if we had our way ... you and me and all those other girls in there, would already be weeks into a deep sexual relationship. I already have that with the girls, but I so much want you there ... in that bed, making love with me ... and with all of us. Brett, we want sleepovers to be clothing-not-permitted. We want a big pile of girls ... plus Brett ... in bed. We want you living with us in the J. We want to make love with you in every room in the house. We want to have. He was wearing a sweatshirt from the local college and he had a backpack slung over his shoulder. He was ruggedly handsome for his age. Still had some of the boyish charm. His dark hair hung just past his collar. His eyes were deep blue pools and he had a bit of a dimple in his left cheek. He noticed me looking at him and he smiled. I looked away for fear that he'd think I was staring but he was too good looking to look away for too long. He noticed me looking at him again and I could feel the. And not tonight, maybe, but real soon, you gotta fuck him -- because your job is gonna be havin' his kids and raising them and mine and Beth's."Keisha:With that look on her face, I knew Tara was dead serious -- but it was a lot to take in, you know? The shocks I'd got in the past five minutes, if it wasn't all tucked up under a bandana, my hair would be stickin' straight out from my head! Shit was just comin' down, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Tara bustin' in the door with a shitload of white women,.