If you've read my previous posts, you know my history. My name is Nina, I'm 28 (recently celebrated my bday!), 5 feet 1 inch, with dark hair and I'm C...nadian-Lebanese and over the past year and bit, I've gotten sexually involved with my husband's friends. Going from a good girl raised with a conservative upbringing to the free spirit I am today has been an adventure like none other and I am happy to have taken you guys along for the ride. I hope you enjoy the latest chapter of my life!My. I heard the rumor that Tuesday morning, and I could not help but laugh. My first question to the carrier of the rumor was "What in hell to you think that the bank in Hesper would do with that much money?" Well, he kind of sputtered and wandered off to tell the rumor to someone else.I repeated the rumor to Eddy, and I came close to having to help him onto the driver's seat because he kept breaking out into laughter. That taught me a lesson: never tell a good joke to Eddy until he was sitting. I thought it was a pretty big room for one occupant.I found out later why the room needed to be big.There’s a keyboard and small screen that says “Log Your Day.” So I’m writing thisThere’s also a space there to write questions, but it doesn't seem to be working.Three of the walls are made of some sort of clear material that gets dark so you can’t see through it. The side and front walls are currently dark. The back wall is light blue - the shower, food table, bed, and toilet are against that. He shrugged. "So whip my arse later.." His gaze was still on Jamie. He took a step towards him. "Get my clothes off, get my chain off and fuck off before I give you a slap !"He told him.And oddly enough, Jamie just shrugged it off."I've just worked it out."Jamie said to me, "So did you love me or was it him? No, don't answer that question, its always Damien the girls fall for!"Now I was confused..they knew eachother? It seemed I had a choice to make. Damien or Jamie.Reader, I fucked them.