She opened it toreveal the trimmed bushes of her garden, and threw before me a black leather collar, studded andchained, engrained with silver letters... "Bitch" upon the ring. She said, simply,"Choose."A cold gust blew upon my naked body, a chill down my spine, but I didn't even think of that. I didn'tthink of the long walk to my car, the shamed naked drive home. I didn't think of how I could hide thisencounter from my friends or future girl friends. I didn't think of my parents, or of my boss or. “Only if you allow me too. If you’d feel any hesitation at all then I won’t and just enjoy your company.”“Now why can’t all men be that respectful of a woman? Yes, Dan, I’d love you to fuck me.”“What about your husband?”“He’s likely balls deep inside some young cunt, so why can’t I have my fun too?”Karen hugged Dan closer then offered her lips to him. She showed her approval by guiding his hand onto her left tit.Tina was approached by another admirer hoping to fuck her too. He stared down at. I start to fret that she'll notice my rising hardness pressing against her jiggling bum through the thin material. Scrabbling from the freezing surface to avoid awkward questions, I help her up, and we steady ourselves.She clambers into the Ford as I carefully make my way to the rear. Between some riotous moments of being near horizontal as my feet fight for traction on the icy road, and her with one foot out the door pushing like she's commandeering an oversized skateboard, we eventually ease. It's really made a big difference!" We noticed," Kelly said, before Patti could respond to my words. "You're hitting a ton! You really disfigured those damned Yankees!"I smiled. "I owe it all to Patti," I said.Well. Maybe not "all" -- but there was no doubt about it, she'd gotten me out of a horrible slump. I really did owe her -- big-time!"B.J. would have brought you out of it," Patti said modestly. "You'd have been all right." Maybe," I said. "But it wasn't B.J., this time. You're the one who.