"Believe it or not I don't fucking care," he said as he pulled off his shirt, "but i'm fucking sweating, i'm fucking horny, and right now I couldn't g...ive two shits about what she thinks," he started moving closer.I backed away. "Not here," I told him."Fuck. Fine. My wife's got pilates after work at 5:30. She shouldn't be home til at least 6:30."It was 4:45 now. "I'll drive you," he said to me, "Just leave your car here and i'll drop you off later. I don't want the neighbors seeing your truck. . I'LL DO WHAT YOU WANT... ANYTHING... JUST DON'T HURT ME ANY MORE."Tears were streaming down my cheeks, my buttocks were on fire."AHGGGGGGGGGGGGG," I shrieked when she thrashed me twice more.She hurried back to her camera, snapping pictures of my misery. I was crying uncontrollably. The harder I cried the more pictures she snapped... She approached me again. I began to whimper like a little girl. "Please, Carol... please don't hit me any more. I'll do what you want... please, no more."She. "I haven't been spoiled ... in a very long time," she smiled and went back to making her sandwich. "So, did you get the stuff and is it the same kind?" Dana asked and she couldn't wait to have that wonderful feeling again. "That made me feel sooo good and relaxed," she added as he pulled a bag from his jeans pocket and she turned to him. "Oh wow, I can smell it from here and I like it!" she said and inhaled the pot.He laughed to himself and Jason wondered what hell would be like. "Yeah, it's a. “Amber is gone but you can talk to me if you want!”“I would love to talk to you, thank you for helping her with the pictures I really enjoy them.”“They are only gonna get better! Im taking some of me while she is gone but she will have to send them to you. Im older than her, taller but my ass is not as big but I know you will like me.”“I cant wait to see you, I bet you are beautiful. Tell me a little about yourself. Do you have a boyfriend, how experienced are you? What do you like about sex or.