First she would make sure that Barry would be enticed enough to want her. This, she knew would be no problem. What barely virgin boy could refuse some...hing as sweet and hot as her. The difficult part of her plans was to convince her other two lovers to share her with yet another. But she had the most powerful argument for them.'One of three, ' she thought of the argument she would use on them. "Or none at all!'One couldn't quite argue that point. True, they could rape her anytime they wanted.. "You really would have thought they would have prevented an animal like that being allowed in the shopping centre, let alone into a shop," said another girl. "It should be tied up out front with the other animals."I turned to see what was going on. Three well dressed young girls about my own age stood at the entrance to the shoe shop. They were staring at me with hate and disgust. When they got a better look at me their anger intensified. "My god, it's hideous! I can't believe it can walk. Father Andrew stood up and put an arm around her to comfort her. Catherine hugged him, let the valise drop, and sobbed bitterly into his shoulder.The priest reached over his desk and pressed the button to his intercom. "Mrs. Crenshaw could you come in here, please." Certainly, Father."The door open a few seconds later, and the secretary entered the office, with Catherine still sobbing into Father Andrew's shoulder. He turned his head toward his assistant. "Could you get Miss Matzke a cup of. While you’re home, you won’t be able to think about anything but sex. You’ll think about how much you love to fuck, especially how much you love to fuck me. But you won’t be able to pleasure yourselves, right? No touching or playing with yourselves. That wouldn’t be fair, after all, since you really want to be pleasuring me. And you definitely can’t pleasure anyone else, especially your husband, Mrs. Grant. Not at all. You’ll just think about how wonderful it’ll be the next time you’re with me.