Billy and Jerry need to watch out. We'll take it away from them if they don't screw us on their own. We had to settle for munchin' carpet last night. ...We BOTH need the real McCoy." Mama Breen stepped over next to the counter and pulled a paper towel from the roll. "Just look at what you all did. All this talk your doin' about gettin' laid has me drippin', I'm so hot."MIsti had noticed that Dave wasn't there, and asked about him. They had been so busy discussing the night before, that he hadn't. “One wonders, but at least the American people won’t get screwed ... not in the usual sense by their own government at any rate,” I laughed as I watched the shift manager pound Jen over a table on his own lunch break.“Looks like your good lady wife is getting screwed pretty well herself,” Phil noted now with some amusement.“She’s a great wife. She deserves the pleasure, no doubt of that,” I grinned as Jen moaned in ecstasy from being taken in public.“I love that no one needs rubbers ... at. Wow, it is soft. I still don't know how I feel about it though. Stacy runs her fingers over the material. The thick strap has a few holes in it for adjusting the tightness and a strong metal buckle to hold it in place. "This collar isn't for anything other than to stand as a symbol. If you're going to live as Becca does, I want you to wear this as well. It shows your respect for me and your willingness to be obedient and affectionate." Stacy listens to Cara talk as she wiggles the large metal. " They walked the short distance, and waded out to where the water was about waist deep. They embraced once again, kissing and holding each other. They held each other as they kissed, and soon, it became apparent that neither of them was interested in anything, except each other. They waded back to the shore and lay down in the soft sand. Just as they had so long ago. He rolled over to look down at her, and she put her arms around him to draw him near enough to kiss some more. Her tongue opened.