Phir unhone kapde pahan liye aur so gaye.mai bathroom gaya aur jam ke mutth mari itni sari nikli ki abtak nahi nikli thi subaha hum uthe aur mai toh n...ha dhoke pehalhi tayyar tha.jabki mam ka hubby subaha 5 baje chala gaya tha.mam soyi thi aur 8 baj chuke the aur mera college 9:30 ka tha.maine mam ko awaj deke uthaya.mam zat se tayyar ho gayi mai.phir mai aur mam ek sath college gaye.Jaise taise college hua mera to man hi nahi lag raha tha.phir bhi rahna pada college me.ajj mai apne ghar me. We roughhoused a little, dunking each other under the sparkling blue tide. I could see the crow's nest in the distance over the dunes and saw the sun reflect off the lens of the tower's telescope through the open window. Perfect, I thought; so what do you think of your husband skinny-dipping with your boss?. Coming up for air, my breasts breaking the surface of the water, I triumphantly shot the finger in Karin's direction. My taunting was reaching a crescendo. If I knew Karin, and I thought I. She also loved porn, I mean really loved porn. When she came over to my house and I was the only one home, she would beg me to pop in a tape. She had her favorites from the classics. I'd always thought that Sara would be the one I lost my virginity to but, I also figured it would most likely end up being Ginie. Turns out it was neither, but that's another story for another day. The first time I actually came, was with Ginie. Which is surprising, you expect it to be with yourself, but nope. It. Although she was still technically in London, it was the kind of suburban street she couldn't even dream of being able to live in, far away from the chain stores.She was glad it was finally the weekend. For just over forty-eight hours she was Jane again, a free woman, not employee number two hundred and fifty-six, a nameless whore behind bars.She looked at all the door numbers as she walked past them: nine, eleven, thirteen. At thirteen, she walked up to the door. She looked at the names next.