Yes, you look like a total whore. I giggled, walking as I inspected my reflection in the airport window. Sans blazer, I looked like an off duty stewa...dess. I ran my fingers through my long black hair to ensure all was in place. You’re a whore, alright. I laughed to myself and strode in. At the gate I waited, slowly pacing - staring at nothing. Perhaps I arrived a bit too early but such is never a bad thing. In my pacing I came to realize my nervousness, and excitement. I. Turning back to watch the action on stage, she felt pride, her club was the busiest in town with the best reputation, she ruled her domain with an iron hand and was respeceted and loved for it, her girls were the best, hand picked tried and tested of course by herself, she treated them fairly and paid them well, but more than that they were her family and she loved and protected them.It was fairly late on in the evening, nearly time for the girls to take a break and mingle with the audience and. She went back to my ass, widened the split of my bottom cheeks and pointed the rubber penis against my as whole. Before I realized she pushed it with violence into my ass, I screamed as the violent entry was very painful as no lubricant or cream was putted on it. Then she pulled it back and pushed it again far inside, the several times. Finally she took it out and she came in front and looked at me. I said ? You have been raped first in your ass? and as such a young girl you have suffered a. I told her to call back and talk to Walter. She said that she was coming back home anyway, and she'd see him when she got back. It was another month before Walter heard that she was back in town. She made no effort to get in touch with him. They were still married, since neither had filed for a divorce.In November, more from boredom than any other reason, I enlisted in the Air Force, and was sent to San Antonio, Texas for basic training. That wasn't the brightest decision I ever made, but,.