"Four hundred," she said to Sophie. "He's the one we want!"Samantha looked at the man who was being auctioned and wondered what had attracted Carrie t... a man who was dressed like a cheap male whore. Lips red with lipstick, high heels and a frilly costume that was a sexual parody of woman's dress."Four hundred?" said Sophie with a small smile. "This bitch is ready and willing..."There was a brief pause and then Sophie passed the leash to Carrie. "Have fun! The silk room is all yours."Samantha. I sat there, torn between pleasure and cheating on my girlfriend. But my mind justified it by telling me I spend more time with Tami than I do with my girlfriend anyway, so what’s wrong with sharing one more thing together? Yeah, right! Justify all you want, it’s still not right. But I didn’t fucking care; I wanted to get some from Tami. I gave up all thoughts as I watched Tami looking up at me with my cock in her mouth. She took her mouth off me just long enough to ask me if I liked what. She couldn?tget those things out of her mind and she had been rolling and tossing in thebed ever since she came to bed when Harry left at ten. She glanced at the clockand saw that it was now almost one. Harry had been with Alfalia for over twohours, what in the world could they be talking about this long?Just then, Jean heard the door open to thecottage, but never shut, and suddenly her husband jumped in bed with her. Hetook her into his arms and began to kiss her from the top of her head to. She had heard of hickys, and concluded that that is what these were. The four females gave Millie a lesson in applying make up, impressing on her that the next time she would be expected to do it herself. When they were done Millie was once again looking at the face of a whore in the mirror.Every time Millie looked in the mirror and saw her short hair, the rage would flair up; every time her rage threatened to erupt, Millie would suppress it a little better; every time she suppressed her rage,.