The Beast seemed almost religious in his conviction that it was among life’s great pleasures, but Betsy Thoughtless was failing to win her over. It ...as considerably less prudish and simple than Goody Two Shoes, but she still couldn’t help feeling that moral lessons were not the most interesting thing a novel could focus on. Remembering her previous failure to find an interesting book in the library, she looked for a volume that seemed relatively new, and relatively slim. It did not take her. I was to find out. Apparently Cindy seduced the owner of the agency after finding the adoption paperwork at her new parents home two years ago. The threat of exposure to his wife about the liaison had been sufficient for him to give all the details that he had including mine. She found her sister easily. They had discussed how to go about getting their money and decided that the straightforward route was best. The wine was not nice but I drank it as the clock ticked around. I was tired, needing. But I've been good as well, I've been taking my pills and I really, really want you to cum in me. Please?"She looked at me with wide eyes, no hint of girlish innocence now. Lisa spoke before I could. "I've been bad as well," she said, pulling her t-shirt up. "I haven't got any underwear on either, and I've already been fucked. But if you make me cum, I'll let my husband fuck you too, okay?"Leanne smiled, happy to be told what to do. Lisa peeled the t-shirt off, and lay next to me, kissing me. She crossed her arms and looked pretty intimidating in the photo. No smile.Inside her place, it was a simple apartment, two bedrooms. Open kitchen, TV, stereo receiver, the usual. Some workout and yoga gear in a corner. She offered me a glass of wine, a nice Oregon pinot noir, and we sat companionably on the couch. It was only a few minutes into this that she leaned over and kissed me. It was a nice kiss. Soft. It went on for quite a while, and I returned it enthusiastically. She leaned back.