..Don't tell anyone, but when I'm on the road I like to watch Jeopardy. There's not that much to do in a hotel room once I've gotten dressed up, so I ...sually read or play with my computer. If I'm lucky the local cable outfit will have two or three shows in a row. I like to prop myself up on the pillow, spread out my skirt and match wits with the contestants. Give me some peanuts and a little diet soda and I'm set for the evening.I had just put on the dress I bought this afternoon and it fit. I unlimbered my fake strat and climbed up thestage. The rest of the kids took seats except for one redheaded goth-type girl with her own electric guitar, festooned with stickers andlabels from goth-rock bands and movies (the only sticker I recognizedwas from Siouxsie and the Banshees - a band from twenty years ago that Isometimes see featured on MTV). I smiled at her, and she raised oneunimpressed eyebrow at me. Hmmm...I looked at her guitar and traced the amp cable to a little amplifier atthe. She didn’t look like a student, she looked like one of the other boring middle-aged people who had jobs cleaning uni buildings for minimum wage and who actually inhabited the town whilst the students flowed around them, ignoring them. It was the old Zoe. I was almost relieved, safe.She smiled and nodded as I got of the bus. One hand was thrust firmly into a pocket and the other held up the umbrella. The relief at seeing the old Zoe kind of ebbed away as I got closer and closer. Instead, I got. And knowing that my husbands face was plastered to Jamul’s black ass as I was being fucked tickled me like nothing else could have at that moment. I actually couldn’t wait to see what Billy thought of me taking that huge black cock up my ass, but then there was plenty of time for that. After all, we had the rest of the weekend to degrade Billy, and put him where he belonged from now on, down on his hands and knees serving us.I came even harder, if you can believe that, with Billy participating,.