John slept an exhausted sleep, but he checked his email as soon as he woke. There was one more email from Mary; the message just read time to get som... sleep, she didn’t even sign off. There was one picture attached; it had been taken Oct 7, 2008: 3:23 am. Mary was lying fucked out beside the younger black man. Her older lover must have taken the picture. His leg was just visible in one corner of the photograph. The bed was a mess, John could see wet spots. No one wore clothes, both fuckers. One merely waits for what will happen next, for whatever one's captor wants to do. At one point I thought, if this is payback for a few pulled noses, it's way over the top. At a certain point I no longer had the strength to lift my arms, or even to moan over my pain. His strategy was to finish me off with a sleeper hold so I was on my knees with Jimmy behind me. My head and throat were wedged between arms as hard as two-by-fours. If my body was limp, my mind was racing, fearful of an injury.. His dick was making a bulge in his shorts. I reached behind myself to unhook my blouse and pull it out of my hands. His eyes went wide when he saw my large breasts slightly hanging with age inside a new black brassiere I had bought today only. Smiling shyly I unhooked my brasisere and pulled it off too revelaing my smooth milky breasts with their nipples getting erect but still pointing downwards with age and maturity. I held them and asked him to knead them.Ravi walked to me and putting his. Well to be honest, she wasn’t just any girl. She was really hot stuff. All these thoughts and more plagued me. I let my mind wander back to a day some six months ago when I, having nothing better to do logged onto some random chat site. My intention was to have a laugh or two.. Browsing randomly through the list of people online, I happened on the name ARIEL. And that was the beginning…sounds, insignificant doesn’t it but aren’t the beginnings of most things? Soon enough we were regularly.