And ass fucking. And ‘adultery’ is having sex with someone’s wife or husband. Tom is my husband. We’ve committed adultery. What do you think o... that?” “I’m an adulterer? Oh god, I’m sorry, Betty! I didn’t mean to…” Her melodic laugh pealed out, interrupting me. “You lovely innocent little boy! You don’t have to apologize to me. This is what I wanted. Committing adultery is just so much fucking fun! I do believe there is only one more sin left for you to commit. Fornication.” I was still a bit. “Water for the both of us. If the food you are making is actually good, we don’t want to drown out the taste now do we?” Mark looked at Marjorie, as if cueing her to speak again. She questioning shook her head, Mark shook his head as well, his eyes darting to the waiter, who also smiled in kind and shook his head also. “Definitely not. Only the best tasting food is served.” The waiter then scurried off. Marjorie didn’t really know what to say. Her order was hijacked but it wasn’t as if she was. She soon turn her way to the shower as she took her sports bra off, he moved away from sight to see where she's at. As she pulls her panties off, she notice a banging noise was heard as she looked around, and she shrug and turns the water on. As she was naked, Dylan took his clothes off and made his way into the shower, as she closed her eyes and the water washed her sweat off her sexy body. Dylan started to moan quietly watching her rubbing the soap on her body, not knowing someone was in the. Y ahora que se fijaba, la propia habitación en la que se encontraba tampoco parecía encontrarse en el mejor de los estados. Había un cuadro torcido, restos de lámpara por el suelo, la alfombra se había encaramado en la pared, habían restos de ropa, toda idéntica, esparcidos por todo el lugar, una serie de monos naranjas con un nombre escrito "Chell", estaban distribuidos caóticamente por la sala, alguno incluso colgado del no funcional ventilador en el techo. Parecía que había tenido lugar un.