..”“No! Was it the man or his body?”“But...”“Answer me!”All this time I was staring into her eyes and ‘She’ into mine.“It was the ...an.”“Right, the man. The same man who refuses to look at my body when it is on display for him. Because he is honorable and damaged and ashamed of what he has done to his life. HE is ashamed that he has let his life, and his relationships, and his body go to shit.”She paused a long time before continuing.“Well this week we start taking your life in a new direction.. ”As I neared her thighs with that quietly vibrating fake phallus she spread her legs so that her knees are about a foot apart. The faint, slightly musky but surprisingly pleasant scent of her arousal began to slowly perfume the air!Despite my reservations I’m a bit surprised to discover it excites me to realize I’m having that effect on her. I can see the crotch of her thin, jade green, nylon panties stretched tight across her prominent vulva. There’s a small but growing dark spot over her. There can be no mistake it's her in the video. "How? How did you.." she begins. I hold up the panties she discarded yesterday, still pregnant with her scent. "I was there Claire"Shocked into silence, either by my presence or the knowledge that someone else knows and has evidence of her philanderous meetings, I can't tell. She just stands there watching my video of her, up against a car, panties round her ankles with a strangers dick deep in her pussy. Her revelry breaks as she turns to me and. ?OOOW, it'stoo hot,? she cried. Michaelput down the light, picking up a tube of Ben-Gay. ?Lay still while I rub somecrème on your asshole.? He applied the crème around themouth of her anus. ?WWWhhhAAT'Sthat, it burns, please wipe it off,? moving her ass around as the Ben-Gay burnedher tender flesh. Michaelreleased the speculum, watching as her asshole slowly decreased in size. Aftera minute it was still open over a half an inch, refusing to shrink back toits.