In the salon, late one Sunday afternoon, (I didn't like working much onSundays but the money was good and the appointments were all with verybusy weal...hy New York career girls who had little time on weekdays tofuss about with their hair,) a lady entered after the salon hademptied.I had noticed her loitering outside obviously waiting until wewere empty then she came in just before I managed to close up for theafternoon.Andre had been pleased with my work that day and he said so.He met thegirl. "Micki hung her head, feeling herself flush all over. She realized Nate was right. There was only one possible explanation for what he had seen."You sucked him off, didn't you? You sucked your horse's cock and made him come, didn't you, little girl?" Nate asked."Yes," Micki said faintly, her head still hanging low."And you swallowed all that horse-cum down, didn't you?" Nate asked, his voice strained with lust as he continued to rub his hardening cock through his jeans."Yes," Micki said. The only question for you right now is, are the Atwoods more important than your family? You might also want to ask yourself this, are the good old farm boys, as bad as my friend, the Irishman, and me." I already said I would talk," he said bitterly."Good, but you should know that we already know a lot about the Atwoods. If we didn't, we wouldn't be here. Now I will ask you questions to which I know the answers. They will be mixed in with the questions I don't. Obviously you could lie to me,. “That’s partly my fault,” I said. “Down there...” I didn't need to finish the sentence.“And I’m not big enough? Thanks a bunch,” he said sulkily.I didn’t think he was serious in his apparent upset but I wasn’t quite sure.“You didn’t have any problem making Julie cum did you?” I told him reassuringly, surprised how much it hurt even to refer to my husband’s single act of infidelity.Pete sat up straight.“Who told you that?”“She did. In fact she was very complimentary about your bedroom.