I put my hair in pigtails, I figured with it being sports day I might as well dress the part. It seemed Dave had laid some mats out on the tiled floor... which I thought was uncharicteristically considerate of him. I applied some make up in the mirror and then waited for my powerful fucking to begin.Dave arrived in short order and I got into position on my knees to welcome him."'Thats a good slut"', he said "but not just yet, you can stand back up."I did as was told a little confused. He circled. She’d only try to find excuses to leave. I think the best would be for you to greet her in all your glory.”“...”“Yeah, right, sink or swim. Right, I’ll see you in a bit.”When Heather came back to the kitchen, Mélanie tried in vain to pretend she hadn’t overheard anything.“I should have asked, you do speak English, don’t you?”Mélanie blushed. “A little, yes. I understand well enough but I don’t dare to speak it. I’m afraid people will laugh.”“Excellent. Well, as you’ve no doubt understood, I’ve. I had hoped I didn't scare him away somehow but the next morning he called and I was almost late for work we talked so long. It was 8 months and two days later we were married. The owner of the bar made us a offer we just couldn't turn down on buying the bar. Things were going great, I still did the bartending, Tom served drinks when it got busy plus was our bouncer when needed, which wasn't often. We were making a good living and were very happy with the way things were going. Then the virus. ” Eric and I had already chosen each other’s gifts for Christmas. We were each going to make custom calendars, sexy calendars. We had gotten the idea from a TV show that had interviewed several wives that had hired professional photographers to take pictures of them in lingerie and other various states of undress and then use the photos to make a calendar for their husbands to hang up in their bedroom, or even their private offices. Each month with a different picture of their wife on display.