It was the best of all worlds. I could attend classes and social functions as a single, fun loving co-ed. Then come home and live and love with my won...erful "husband". The same went for Matt; although I had to watch out for underclassmen on the prowl looking for a mate. Down girls he's all mine. I found the best way to do it was to simply wear him out as many nights as possible. It was a tough job, but someone had to do it.As graduation approached, we had a family meeting back home, during. Once he had that trust, he'd violate it in whatever way he thought would best crush their spirit, usually drugs or intimidation or both, before turning them over to the full-time pimps, broken and ready to do as they were told. He ran a few girls of his own, but his main source of income was providing them to others. I looked pointedly around at the deserted, dilapidated street. Billy stood at the foot of a dimly-lit stairwell leading up to a set of apartments. "You want it out here?" I. I was surprised to see and very excited at the same time. It got me thinking how naughty my mum must be so I asked her. "Pity I left mine at home", she turns around and looks at me. "Excuse me" she says trying to see if she hear right the first time. "I said its a pity I left mine at home". I point to the strap-on under her towel. My moms pretty cool she lets me talk a lot of shit to her but we never spoke about sex things yet. So I was surprised by her response. "Oh you saw it hey" she laughs.. But he gave me no details. We had a three hour drive, driving further and further into the north wilderness. We talked of our wedding day, laughing over little things that were said, and he asked if I was able to keep our secret of my nakedness under the dress. I shyly responded yes. I had such nervous jitters, like a 20 year old virgin bride, but here I was nearly 45. He held my hand firmly as we drove, occasionally brushing my cheek. I was so in love with this man.We soon were driving.