Ifigured that Roger wanted me to perform. If I werelucky, maybe I would be allowed to perform with Betty. She was an older woman but very beautiful. B...sides,the fisting that I had just received was delightful.Anyway, Betty removed my clothes, setting them to theside. Using just her fingernails, Betty teased mynipples, pinching and stretching them painfully. Ididn’t know that I could enjoy such delicious pain. She led me to a padded table that had shorter legs onone side. She told me to. I knew from other whores that I had met that they didn’t mind a man playing with their pussy. I couldn’t fuck her because of my leg. But, Alma knew this so she spread her legs wide welcoming me to manipulate her pussy. My fingers entered her and my thumb rubbed the top of her pussy near her clitoris. Alma’s whole body responded to my machinations as her moans grew more intense. Then Alma’s hips thrust forward as my finger went deep inside her pussy. I gently rubbed her clitoris. I knew she was. She ordered me to pick up my clothes and stand at the corner of the room, facing the wall. As I bend down to pick up my pants, she gasped, “What is this in your asshole?” I looked at her, she was covering her mouth with her hand and almost laughing, so I answered: “It is a Plug.”She had a grim look on her face, she ordered me to put all my things on the table, and face the tall.I her some noises, then some silence, I would not dare to look back so I was trying to figure out what was happening,. Now, eight years later, Dennis was facing the possibility of losing another member of his dwindling family. He hated that possibility.There was one other thing he could do while he waited for the proof. He visited Melody in her apartment about a mile away from his home and talked about his problems with her. She told him that she was sorry that he felt his marriage was threatened but she was glad he had talked to her and if there was anything she could do for him, day or night, just call or.