It was tragically misplaced on her blank face. Her eyes were dull andhollow despite their bright green color. There was no life in her. Therewas nothi...g in her.That's what Penny was going to marry: oblivion."Fuck you," hissed Penny. The rage built in her. She looked at the faceof Dolly and could see the faces at the restaurant. All of them mockingher in their obedience. All of them following like puppets, but onesthat judged her, ones that loathed her. Dolly must hate Penny for whatshe did and. Mike and I soon agreed I would come to their apartment that night. When I arrived at their apartment it was close to midnight with only Mike coming to answer the door. He was the same handsome twink from the photos which put my mind at ease that this couple was too good to be true. He invited me inside the building and led me to the door of their apartment, me staring at his ass in the shorts he was wearing while leading me. He also said Anthony was not home yet but would be any minute. This. Charles was Clovis's son from another marriage, and he was older, and away at school at the time, so I could order Clovis to do strenuous housework in the nude, it was quite amusing, really.?Old white guys just don't have the sexual thrust, and so after reading some of the other dominant wife blogs, I felt perfectly justified in giving poor Clovis less access to my vagina, except when he was licking it. I began telling him "You can fuck me once a month, if you make me cum with your mouth every. . dirt!"A smile crept across her pretty young face. A smile that told me she liked what she was hearing, even if so strange. Then the smile turned to one of greater curiosity."Why" Oh please, must we discuss this? I'm willing to pay..." Lady, its not every day that a fancy looking white woman with an SUV asks me to treat her like dirt. What's the catch?"Catch? This girl wants to know if there's a catch? Can't she just say yes? Can't she just agree to punish me like that black bitch in high.