They also helped out in the church charity shop. To say that thiscreated a lasting bond with these ladies, was putting it mildly. Theybecame such goo... friends that they gathered several times a week insomeone's home to gossip, play games, or just help each other out withtheir household chores.While they were all different, they had similar interests so almostbecame like family. There was MaryJo, Wanda, Melissa, Betsy, and Missythat were regulars. There were a few others, that were a bit more. Me: Uhmmm I guess.Abigail: I need to take a shower.Me: So did you like it?Abigail: Yes I did!Me: Should we do it again sometime?Abigail: Maybe. I don’t know.Me: Was it the best sex you ever had?Abigail: Hahaha! Let’s not go that far! It was good, I’ll give you that. But far from the best!Me: Thanks! That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.Abigail: I’m honest with you!Me: Uhhhh.Abigail: You’re doing good but you still have to learn some things.Me: Why don’t you teach me?Abigail: Hahaha! Right now I. I knew it was in my interests to draw attention, to make myself desirable, to be the kind of girl that a man might order to her knees before him, or might drag off to a private room, there to put her through her paces. And knowing that to be my station, I could not help myself from truly wanting to be found desirable, to be put on my back and used like the slave I was, to be allowed to cry out my submission in the arms of a master.That first night, though, no man saw fit to spend the additional. They drove the short distance to where the meeting had been arranged for, both Eve and her husband keeping their thoughts to themselves. Rob pulled the car to the side of the road and parked quite near to an old, slightly derelict looking toilet block.Eve glanced around nervously. the area seemed to be deserted at that time of night.They'd waited just a minute or two when they were illuminated by the headlights of a car slowly cruising up behind them.Eve dared not look around and her heart.