Her flashy, powerful Ferrari was only for show. She couldn't drive a stick so she merely parked the pricey beast where it could be seen by passers-by....Naturally, I was able to use this phony facade to my advantage. When we went out, instead of her classy attire I made her wear the sluttiest outfits Frederick's of Hollywood had to offer. She feigned embarrassment, but I could smell her arousal as soon as she pulled up her ripped fishnets. I also substituted Avon for her Channel No. 5.I doused. But the idea of her having sex with him, bloody hell. But I couldn’t get her words out of my head. I had read somewhere that there were women who had sex with animals. I had laughed and shaken my head. Now I was wondering if it was real. I had to know.Saturday I rang Becky. “Honey, last night you talked about a dog instead of a boyfriend” I said “and you said something about dogs not bragging about sex”. There a moments silence and then she said “yes I did say that. It must have been the wine. Then she hungrilly kissed me and her tongue slipped into my mouth again, igniting the embers from yesterdays love making. "I'm so glad you came Mrs D." she said, "I have lain awake all night planning what we should do today. Do you trust me? and I mean really trust me?" I must have blanched because she moved back to take my hands and imploringly look into my eyes "There's no danger, and I will not hurt you but you need to agree to the game before we start as there are some surprises and I need. I was sitting by the pool enjoying the night when Mack pulled up a chair beside me."I'm supposed to be watching your apartment," he said. "If the lights dim I'm supposed to break down the door and beat you and some girl half to death."I joked that at least it was only half."Oh, it started out all the way," he said with a laugh. "But Beth decided she wanted to finish the job."I mentioned that Beth knew it wasn't a date."She mentioned something about a hooker's name with a stripper's body," Mack.