Enemies everywhere and danger around every corner. Womanhoodwas not a blessing, it was a curse. It made you a victim, a target.Being a woman made you ...rey, and prey was fodder for predators.Since that night at the club, Joe had not touched himself in any kind ofsexual manner and he had even thrown out his copious collection of men'sskin magazines. Sex was off the menu. It would only remind Joe that hewas the target, not the shooter, the prey, not the hunter. Even thethought of sex even with a. Fortunately, she had a close friend that worked in the emergency room at Saint Vincent’s that took care of the entire thing. She was eternally grateful but was severely distressed over the fact that the young man was laughing the entire time. It was lesson she learned the hard way and after that she decided to chance random coitus with strange visitors in little encounters that were fraught with danger and excitement at being caught in the act by one of the other sisters certain to accuse her. "You're a damned good host."Kate winced, but noticed that Sam did not seem taken aback by this familiarity. Then she remembered his stern speech earlier about their being his guests, and she relaxed a little. And as she sank into a big leather chair she was glad she had decided to wear her silver dress. She knew she looked good in it, but she had had very few chances to wear it. She crossed her legs and noticed that she was sunk so far down in the chair that a great deal of her thighs showed. I stuck my finger thru the hole wanting him to stick his cock through, but he zipped up. I remember he did it really quick and stepped out, and stood in front of me again. Shit, I thought I was about to be arrested. But he whispered, "Do you want to follow me to my house?" I could see his hard cock in his pants, and all fear of being arrested was gone. He actually lived in a neighborhood that backed up to Stone Mountain Park, so we were at his house in 10 minutes.When we got to Mark's house,.