God, she hadn't been able to help herself, and he might have killed Mark had she not, the beautiful brute had been that jealous! She thought these thi...ngs as she slipped into her robe, a fluttering of sensual excitement gnawing in her belly at the memory of Mark uncontrollably losing his own composure and crawling onto the bed to let her suck him while Caesar had fucked into her so powerfully from behind! God, she had never done anything like that before in her entire life, but she'd hoped to do. A few months after it happened, I was called to a nearby psychiatric hospital to visit with her. Her doctor said that seeing me might help her with her problem. I was expecting her to be either very apologetic and contrite, or evil and bitchy. I was quite surprised to find neither. First the doctor wanted me to go in alone so Alex just stood outside by the door."Hi Dana," I said tentatively."Why are you calling me Dana?" she asked."Do I look anything like that bitch that hurt you?" she askedShe. All she said was, "I can't wait." When we got back to the table Sharon was still rocking to the beat. Roger said, "It looks like your are not tired of dancing yet," and Sharon said, "I could dance all night." Roger looked at me and asked if I would mind if he danced with Sharon. I shrugged and said it was up to her. Sharon said sure and the two headed for the dance floor. As the songs played Sharon did not try to slow down her rhythm. Her breasts were bouncy with every step and I could tell she. You know, 'We called but there was noanswer'."The sniggers had turned back to decent laughter. Most of the grown-upsnow knew there was a hitch. I turned round to face upstage, knelt downand stuck my head under the curtain, like a charlady scrubbing thesteps. I thus presented my enormous round backside to the audience,which generated the biggest laugh yet."What is it? Early closing?" I yelledLots of good-natured laughter from the audience now. This lot seemeddetermined to enjoy themselves. .