This was to stretch her asshole open, for easier access. John took pleasure in knowing that his slut wife was at home, with the toy inside of her ass... When John would return, he would fuck Nikki, in her ass.Nikki was told what to wear, what to say, and what to do. Aside from serving her husband sexually, she was pretty much ignored. Eventually, John would tire of his slut wife. After using Nikki, like a cheap toy, he told her to leave.Nikki had nowhere to go. She called her mother and. I told her about everybody on the block. But the only thing she seemed to be interested in was who was doing what to whom.Well this went on for the next two years. She fed me and I would give her the juicy gossip. That is until the day Marcy woke up and Mr. Rhoades was gone.Of course I had no idea of what had happen. I was coming home from school and there sit Marcy's car in the drive. I had heard something about Mrs. Jones and the pizza delivery boy so I went in using my key.I was floored!. . I haven’t really thought about it. I don’t have anything pressing.”She was heading to the sink with her bowl. I couldn’t help but notice how her full hips jiggled with each step. After washing her bowl and placing it in the strainer, she turned around. I hadn’t noticed before, but her pubic area was completely devoid of hair. She must have seen me looking. She stopped and held her hands out from her sides, “You like?”Gawd! I thought I was going to die right then and there. “I ... I’m sorry. I. Frank and Grace Maloue were caught in London when the Hitler war machine invaded France defeating it in a matter of hours on the battlefield. They managed to get a flight to Spain, took a train to Lisbon, and home on a Portuguese ship bound for Cuba. Once there they flew from Havana to New York City where a large contingent of socialites greated them with a lavish welcome home dinner in the Astor Long Island Mansion."Home again, darling," Grace said, looking in the mirror taking off her.