"Mmmmmm..." Julie sighed. "That's nice, but don't stop there... go on... go on..."Gary Spencer continued to fondle his wife under the breakfast table,...it was one of the games they liked to play, it made them feel so wicked like a teenage couple who couldn't wait to get to the bedroom!"Mmmmmm... right there... yes, that's it... like that," Julie's words were interrupted now by her husband's middle finger slithering wetly up under the tight elastic leg of her now warmly moistened panties. The. Every night you said you were working late you were actually being fucked by another man. That other man has been Tony, and I'm willing to bet that the first time you fucked him was because he more or less dared you to. I'll also bet that the first time you fucked him it was on the back seat of our car."Leslie sat up and started to say something, but I cut her off, "Let me finish. The next day over drinks he apologized for his behavior, but left you thinking that he still thought you were. The four of us had been there, two or three times a week, for close totwo months, practicing our skills.Which were, in no particular order, looking like the sexiest sluttiest?special? women alive, finding attractive men to buy us drinks all nightlong, and then letting them fuck our brains out.I was a firm believer in the adage that there can never be too muchpreparation before a mission.But, make no mistake; this was not the kind of training written down inany manual, by any army.And in a. Besides starving, I would stink all the time. I think I'll just keep looking," I suggested. I gave it a little more thought, then said, "I think I will stay another night though."I found a community bulletin board in Lucy Mae's cafe. It was like the one back home, so I checked it out. I noted that there was a dance in the Grange Hall located on a country road between four small communities. I wouldn't dare take the trike to a dance. If I did that I would have to risk my life to get it back.