We are both going to symbolically marry you. You will be my second wife and Vanessa’s first. In all matters, Vanessa as first and legal wife is the ...boss. That includes sex.’ He shows her the wedding ring. ‘Joan, this wedding band is inscribed ‘John’s Slut Wife’. Will you accept this ring and become my second wife in name only? You may remove your mouth from my cock and speak.’ ‘OH MY GOD! Of course I do.’ ‘Put my cock back into your mouth and give me your right hand.’ She does and John slips. "What'd yer mother think o' younow?"He inched further into me with each raunchy line. His speech wasnothing like his usual precise diction. He's from somewhere like NovaScotia or wherever, and may have a youthful background in piracy beforemaking a career switch to Broadway impresario."We should send 'er a pho...to of 'er boy, with a pair of tits..." on 'is back, with a man's... root shoved in yer hole..." gettin' primed for... all the other men... to work theirselves in ya'." You the only. “Nice and cool in here, isn’t it?” He said in a voice that was slightly louder than a whisper.“Thank God,” I answered. “I thought I was gonna melt outside. Hottest summer in years.”“You’re not from around here, are you?” he said, more a statement than a question.“Oh but I am,” I said back. “It’s just that now that I’m an old fart the heat affects me more.”“You don’t look very old. How old are you?”A man after my own heart. “Thirty-nine,” I said. “Going on 70.”He chuckled. “I’m from Michigan. It. I called her that night, thanked her for her number, gave her a little scolding about giving out her number to a complete stranger, and did my best to “educate” her about how she needed to protect herself when dealing with others on-line. We spoke by phone almost every night. One thing that has always intrigued me is what happens along life’s way to cause a lady to realize that she likes sex. Not that she just likes sex, lots of women do, but what happened in her life to make her realize that.