But the question is; are there enough grassroots level citizens left in this City to counter the Special Interest Groupies?" Henry replied."Yes Sir, I...believe there are. As long as we can keep the Ballot Box Stuffers at bay." Alice said."I don't think they are going to be a problem this time. Somehow - and I don't know why I feel this way - but I think that the Horns-of-Shame-Plague is just waiting in the wings for the first moron to try and revive the old system." Henry responded, as an almost. In fact, it was the same night you and I had dinner together.” I bite my bottom lip and ask the stupidest question in the world. “Before or after dinner?” “After.” I feel nauseated. He goes on: “She’s very nice—sole to the earth. And lots of fun.” I’ll bet she is. “You’ll like her.” “Is she an actress?” “No, a model.” “A model,” I say hopelessly. I feel all sorts of strange things around my body. I feel as though a poisonous substance is running through my veins and chilling my blood. I also. He paused for what seemed like a long time, listening. I just stared at him, frozen with anticipation. When he was sure that the snoring was real, he entered slowly and closed the door silently behind him. I thought he had either developed the courage to fuck me in the bed I shared with his dad, or that he was so incredibly horny he couldn't help himself. He walked to my side of the bed. Thankfully I sleep on the side closest to the door. I don't think he could have made it around his dad's. It moved out just a bit, then began to fuck inward with the rhythmic forward jerks of Lindas body. As Linda fucked my mouth and as William fucked Linda, she began to mouth the raunchy obscenities I knew foretold a coming orgasm. Linda, as you cum with another mans cock buried in your cunt, and as you fuck your husbands mouth, I want you to tell him that you love him, that even though the little slit between your legs, all your lovely body, has been given up and offered to me, that your.