Nothing odd there, I suppose. The first year or so of our marriageI'd been a rampaging stud, ready for her anywhere any time, andshe'd lunged at me o...ten enough too. But after we'd been married a fewyears, ... well, Brenda no longer seemed that passionate any more. Nor as sexually venturesome. She got more even-tempered in herlovemaking, more wholesome than exciting. Sometimes merelydutiful. She rarely let her pussy rule her head, even when I wasgoing crazy, exhausting myself, desperately. Mr. Schilling was a fraternity brother of her father’s, and it was through her dad that she landed the job. Mr. Schilling was a sober religious man, an Episcopalian, and a regular church goer. He loved God and he liked her. It was a good thing the partners weren’t close friends; each had his own social life and agenda. The last thing she could allow was for Mr. Schilling to find out about her ‘other activities’ with Hanlon, and ... some of their clients. He’d get really mad. He’d most likely. But if someone has a family who's relatively well off in one place and goes and lives in a much poorer place by her lonesome... well, there pretty much has to be a reason. She's not the village idiot, she's not stupid, she's competent enough to kill deer by sneaking up on them in the dead of night."I can't think of a single good reason to live like that, when you don't have to. I can, in fact, think of a number of reasons to live like that, that aren't good. I would be very, very careful what. Justbecause we girls all look divine and wear only swimwear every daydoesn't mean we are some sluts who sleep with anyone.Recently two playboys had been arriving at Mediumbeach Island. Theycouldn't take a hint and generally pissed off every beach-bunny around.Enough was enough. Someone from the tourist board of Mediumbeach Islandrecommended BetterU Inc. We beach-bunnies pooled our money and had justenough for one brainwashing treatment.After some brainstorming, we came up with a risky plan. Get.