Albeit not an entirely serious one."What I can't believe," Jennifer continued, "is that you put that dildo in my suitcase. I was lucky the security gu...ard was a woman. Have you tried it yet?"Marie-Renee sheepishly raised four fingers."Four times? We've only been gone four days. God, I hope you like fucking cleaned it before you threw it in my suitcase."The young French girl blushed, and decided to change the subject."Thank you again for the shopping." Don't thank me, girlfriend. You didn't buy. He went back to the stables, while I walked off in search of the Italian arrivals.A few minutes’ walk from the restaurant, I found the woman sitting in the doorway of the house watching a young girl and boy play with some sticks. I approached her and introduced myself.“Good afternoon, Ma’am. My name is Paul McAllister and I understand you have recently arrived from Italy. Is this correct?”“Why, yes, it is. I am Mrs. Sofia Gambino. My husband and I have just moved in after a long trip from near. Her hands quickly moved to my pants, and as her fingers found my already hard cock, she whispered, ‘Master, I am so happy that you found me today. I know that I have mistreated you, and I have been hoping that this day would come, where I would be able to begin to make up for the pain that I have caused you. Thank you, Great One, for allowing me the privilege of serving you this way.’ Those fingers stroked my balls and shaft with a surprising familiarity. ‘Please, let me pleasure you nonstop,. .. yeah, sure." Oh and by the way, don't take the video back. I want to see the rest." I bought it," I responded. It was an "as is" final sale. I couldn't take it back if I wanted... especially not without explaining what was really on the tape.She smiled and said, "Good, then we can watch it as much as we want." With that she was gone, leaving me as perplexed as I had been last night.I went to work in a mental fog. I rang up people's grocery orders wrong, didn't hear questions customers asked,.