" Karen replied back"Stop talking this hogwash. Someone may hear you and really believe what you are saying. It might get back to your husband these s...tories about you messing around with black men." Karen repeating her mother's words. I gave my wife a stare.You still got on the same clothes from this morning? I asked.That means you are still soiled from you fucking your black cocks who shall remain nameless. I saidI removed her top so I can examine her breast. They were marked up top to bottom.. I thought she would have so many people to hang out with, that she won’t even remember me. This is how the conversation went:E: Are you free tonight?Me: Yeah, I guess.E: Ok. So, do you want to hang out?Me: How about a date?E: A date? Really?Me: Why? You said that you could date a guy like me, so why not?E: OK, sure. Will you pick me up?Me: Yes. At 7 pm, tonight.Wow. I fixed up myself with the most gorgeous actress on a date, and she looked desperate. It was maybe my chance. I went out and. She shook her head in disbelief.What was happening to her, how could she be turned on by any of this abuse? Her mind flashed back to Cpl Wright struggling beneath her. Thrills coursed through her. Her soapy hand strayed to her pussy. She was becoming depraved, she was sure. Her thighs gripped her hand. Water coursed down her heavy breasts and off her now rigid nipples. She suddenly thought 'perhaps they're watching' she wouldn't put it past them. She withdrew her hand. No she wouldn't give them. It was a different style for me and to have other people see me like it… well, it was enough for me to blush (I can still do that at any given moment).Laura told me that I had nothing to worry about, what I wore suited me. Kris was very surprised, and she told me as much. She was impressed by how small and shapely I was and asked me why I kept covered up instead of showing off. I said that I liked to camouflage my body and I like an air of mystery, having people wondering what’s under my layers.