Of course, the other three women finding a pair of chicks in bed with me precipitated a taste test of the new pussy.I'll admit the last part was my id...a!It was noon before I got home. I hadn't been paying attention! The girls were also getting much better at keeping things from me. They knew what would trigger the filter and a deeper look from me, so they kept calm through what happened to them.I walked into my place to find Hannah, Crystal, Abby, and Lisa sitting on my bed. A swarthy, scarred. He had obviously sensed the tension in Peter's voice."Raffi, come here, boy!"Raffi didn't budge, but the hand was swaying slowly between his yellowed teeth. Peter crouched and fixed his eyes on it. The fingers were pale, with purplish tinge, thin, slightly bent except for the thumb that jutted out as if trying to hitch a ride. The nails were manicured; shining colorless polish could be seen. A few inches above the delicate wrist the skin was frayed, covered with congealed blood, and from under. I am one awful bitch to do this'...then...that question...'do you love me?.....yes you do...say you do....' and when I don't reply immediately...he stops caressing my tit...and puts his arm over his face and says..'oh fuck...'...and pulls out and walks to the shower...comes back into the room and yells 'look at the marks you left on my chest...how could you....fuck fuck fuck!!...Okayeeeee...I feel like a cheap whore...and as much as I care for him...I get up...grab my pair of scissors and. I looked around. There was no place to sit, in the booths, at the tables, or at the bar.. You couldn’t even get to the bar. Men were standing two deep around it. I looked for, but didn’t see Sam. Some guy got up from the bar and someone motioned me to one of the seats just as I was thinking about walking out. I changed my mind and grabbed the seat just in the nick of time. I ordered a Saphine and tonic from a new bartender. The one who’d been here before was obviously off shift now. The bar.