" I was mad. She was a nice woman. Sweet and nice. I told her that my Mom sent me to help her move in. She smiled her nice smile and sent me in saying... she needed help with the boxes. She showed me where everything went and how to put together her furniture and bed. I saw a box that was labeled, secret stuff. I was curious and she told me that it was her toys like a dildo and vibes. I blushed. “Sorry for asking.” She laughed, "Its okay my dear Jonathan, I am just a lonely old lady who wants to. I will call my friend, give him a nice time Aamil went out. Ummm” Sree Lakshmi murmured. Her eyes were still closed and she was lying on her side facing away from the entrance. Her beautiful back and round buttocks were visible from the door. A young skinny boy entered in the room. Some kind of uncertainty was there in eyes and body language. His movement showed his immatureness and bewilderment for coming to a prostitute for the first time.Ammil appeared behind the boy and push him inside. Go. "Inside the club, Jillian tells the desk people who we are with and weare shown immediately to their table. I recognize Ron and sitting nextto him is a very handsome young man, between our ages and Ron's, mixedparentage I would guess, with flashing dark eyes. There is musicplaying in the semi-open room off to our side. Where we are, it isn'tthat loud, yet."Jillian and Chrissy, I'm so glad you came. Any problems gettinghere?" Ron effuses as we walk up."Just a minor little hassle but Chrissy. If John were to find out about any of this, he'd kill me."The tape went on for the next fifteen minutes of Bob fucking Zoey and telling her how good she was. It even sounded like she was enjoying it. Bob sat in his chair with his head hanging down listening to the tape. Finally I stopped the tape and looked very seriously at Bob."Ok, you want to talk, so talk. Why were you fucking my wife? What's this million dollar favor you're doing for her?" I asked.Bob stuttered and was half crying. "Don't.