I was confused but extremely aroused, I thought to myself fuck it why not. It’s not as if I have anything else to do. I finished my drink went home ...o touch up my makeup and made my way to Bumper. I was feeling hot and sexy, still wet from my previous encounter with Mr. X. It was 11.30, I was that worked up that I went straight over the first girl I seen. She was stunning, long red hair deep brown eyes and full lips. She was wearing a long figure hugging dress with enormous tits more or less on. I was bending up picking the papers and its true man hao ren you hao bao (good people are blessed with good fortunes), initially i only wanted to help her restore order and calm her down but as i looked up i could see her white smooth melons as she was picking up the stuff. She was wearing this black lace bra and i was adjusting myself and angle hoping to catch a glimpse of her nipples. But stopped and continued picking up the stuff when i realised i was right in front and it was too dangerous. Going to book stores looking. Being on the internet, But continually frustrated at missed appointments and meetings and just not finding that man that I wanted, that big strong hung black male.I was with Derek, the man who's whore I was becoming. We were in an empty house of someone who he knew. I dont know what the connection was but no one was living there. I was wearing a black onepiece dress that just barely covered my ass and really didint when I bent over or kneeled. My tanned legs were. Kristen and her husband Tony, a cop, lived two houses away and I followed my wife hoping to defuse the situation.Carole pounded on Kristen's front door. I had never seen her so angry."Get the fuck out here you god damn whore," Carole screamed at the top of her lungs.Kristen opened the door calmly. "Can I help you," she asked in a smug condescending tone.Carole lunged forward and caught Kristen with a hard slap to the face. Kristen backed up into the foyer and Carole followed. I quickly entered.