She was just putting on her bra, having already put on her panties. You mean Lynette? she asked. Yes, I said. How old is she? Shes only ten, Stacey s...id, rather defensively. Well, since were going to get married, dont you think we should offer Lynette the chance to have fun with us? I asked. It confused the hell out of her, so I went on the attack. Shouldnt she be able to have fun with us? She stood there in her little bra and panties, looking at me. I took the lead. Honey, now that. I have a high sex drive and thrive on sexual excitement, be it dressing and undressing to please my man and our guests, flaunting my naked body to turn on people I have just met, the visual turn on of other naked bodies, the foreplay (or lack of it), to receiving and giving pleasure, not to mention verbal interaction.I was barely nineteen when a slightly older man licked and sucked my nipples for the first time while I enjoyed flaunting my topless body. Ever since then having my nipples licked. She smiled and told me that I was still paying my wife for sex but not getting any of the fringe benefits. I laughed because I had often thought the very same thing. Millie then told me that she did not receive any alimony from her ex-husband and that she had trouble making ends meet.Just then her ex-husband pulled in and Millie bitched him out for being late, for being a cheap no good bastard, and for even being born. He flipped her the finger, got his son in the car, and left spinning his. Mr. Pearse, Im so sorry! she said again. Shut the fuck up, you little clumsy whore! He walked over and lifted her to her feet by her hair, slamming her against the wall behind her and grabbing her throat. He squeezed tightly but not to the point that she couldnt breathe at all. She gasped and grasped at his wrist, looking up at him with her big brown eyes in fear. You dont have the money to pay me back, slut. He hissed the words through clenched teeth and looked angrily down at her. At six.