It's nearly as good as getting fucked by Josh!I wolfed down that first slice as though I hadn't eaten a bite of food all week. I forgot all about my h...usband, my exposed underwear, my cleavage, and the young boy and girl who are still staring at me and my panties. I all but inhaled my half of that delicious pizza.We ate in silence, of course. It's abundantly clear that Josh cares nothing about me as a person. My only role in his life is to serve as a sex object. He's using me to satisfy his own. I entered a newly opened bar in uptown, wearing my black leather skirt and red top with the strapy high heels, loving how this outfit made me feel like a black widow spider. I looked around and saw plenty of single men on the prowl; it would be an easy night for me to lure one on. I ordered a drink at the bar so they would have an idea of what I wanted, not that I would actually drink this but it was a needed prop. He put a Bloody Mary down on the counter and told me that it was $8, giving him. The first to have an orgasm would be considered the loser. Yolanda had expected some retaliation from Marlene and was happy they would get over their squabble with some spanking. Marlene swung with all her might and hit the Italian’s buns square across with such force that the imprint of her fingers could be seen for a few seconds. Yolanda screamed, her ass bright red. Yolanda swung in turn and hit Marlene with as much force. It was Marlene’s turn to clench her teeth in pain. The spanking. There was a sudden blinding white flash and moment of seering pain and everything went black. In the blackness a voice sounded in his head, "Cath' ma le datrah lo pah..." and he knew what it meant: "We answer the call..."Gregg tried to open his eyes. He thought he could hear voices, and a slow rhythmic beeping off to his right. He first noticed the antiseptic smell of wherever he was. He had a distant recollection of being at the dig, but his memory was full of holes. He tried opening his eyes.