"Hi. Its Paul isn't it?"I took my headphones off and responded to Karen. "Yes, that is correct." I held out my hand to her and we exchanges pleasantri...s."I wanted to thank you again for driving in the snow to get us groceries. That was really great of you." You are welcome. I was happy to help out."I got the feeling that she wanted to ask me something more, but her body language just didn't tell me what she wanted. She had her legs crossed at the ankles and was doing a little spin move rubbing. No underwear was on the bed; but the final addition was a black leather collar. I placed it around my neck and buckled it into place.Feeling a total slut, I went downstairs and into the living room. Victor smiled at me. A shaven headed huge black guy was sitting next to him. He looked me up and down, examining my efforts. I felt nervous as I stood before them wondering what was planned. My husband introduced his friend as Derek. He smiled at me.Then he stood up and moved towards me. His heavy. As soon as his body became used to the small dildo he then moved up to the next size.Van/Vanessa wore the butt plug every day while doing his housework and it would turn him on so much he often took a break to masturbate with the plug still in place and imagined it was Ken's cock in her. They still chatted every night and Van managed to keep Ken away by telling him that he was sick with a Summer cold. Ken said that he was willing to risk the exposure, but Van was firm on the subject.It was. (*The McKinnon definition of "unwounded" appeared to be "able to walk and carry arms" as evidenced by the multiplicity of blood stained field dressings.)The last two biers, carrying the bodies of young men, rode smoothly on antigrav over the dirt path accompanied by stricken faced armed young women in chameleon armour with leashed head pieces, wearing Lovat green Glengarries with their black and red diced band and the Regimental Brooch of the once 8th Bn KOH (The McKinnons — long stricken from.