I needed to give her a push."What, Michelle, what are you trying to say? Tell me. Tell me what you want," I said."Dave I think I want to... try anal s...ex. Would you show me how it's done? Jennifer says she loves it and I know you like it. I just want to make you happy honey," she said, looking straight at me. I looked into her beautiful face, her eyes darting back and forth, her imploring look was impossible to refuse. I stood up without another word and took her by the hand, leading her back to. Jenny was shaking so hard she could hardly walk with him to the edge of the park. He had brought a blanket. She had brought a small picnic in her back pack. He took her back pack in one hand and the blanket under that arm as he held her hand and led her to the shade of the grove of flowering dogwoods at the end of the clearing.Jenny was numb as she tried to make small talk across the long clearing. Neither of them was paying attention to the conversation. They pretty much knew what was going to. . thank you, Master. I wasn’t worried, it was just unusual.”“It is, a little, isn’t it?”“Well, yes. Not like the games we’ve played all our lives.”“Are you having fun?”“Always. I’ve loved this since we first started playing. Go deeper and remember.”“Ooh ... thank you, Mistress. I remember watching cartoons with the girl next door, my very best friend since we were born. And when we saw someone get hypnotized, how we both thought it was the coolest thing in the world. Go deeper and remember. Mavis attempted to concentrate on Willie and Hank, take her mind from disturbing thoughts. How could they be so unconcerned, sitting here and sopping up whiskey while their wives were being fucked elsewhere in the house? Maybe they were. But, to Mavis, it appeared all they were interested in was getting drunk. They seemed oblivious to her presence--at least she didn't have to worry about being taken again by Willie or having them taking turns ravaging her body."I'll get to that Terry." Willie.