"In what way, dear?" asked Jennifer."Sex has become far and away the best-seller," said Frank. "The public is obsessed with immorality, even in their ...eading. Sex is the all important thing. If they aren't doing it, they watch it on TV or in the movies." I think that's terrible," said Jennifer, glancing at her son and thinking of the X-rated movie he took her to the other night in another town."And if they aren't watching it," Frank went on, "they want to read about it. If the books we sell. I knew this time would be different. If I got to be intimate with her, I would have to play my cards well, and take nothing for granted. Our passions rose as we stood and kissed, grinding our bodies together feeling the softness of hers, and the hardness of mine. She began to pull me down, and in seconds we lay down together and continued the kissing side by side. It soon became evident she was not going to complain or for that matter stop. She was getting hotter and hotter. Then she rolled. Each woman knew exactly what she was doing when I held the door open and watched her get in, each pair of legs parted invitingly, each black vee bulged out teasingly under the pressure of the sweet little cunt it caressed, and each pair of eyes smiled at me in a blatant invitation of the pleasures still to come!As ever in Glasgow, the reception cum-wake went on for ever, I stayed in the background and watched in awe as a succession of very big men, very tough looking men took their turn in. Whose property are you?’ Sorrel looked down and away. How was she going to get through this? ‘I’m the property of the firm Mrs. Hanson.’ Mildred beamed, ‘Oh what a good little girl. I’m going to have to use you sometime. Do you do laundry?’ Sorrel looked at Mrs. Hanson ‘this is what they plan to do with me, humiliate me at every chance’, ‘I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.’ For the moment Mildred was satisfied, ‘That’s a good girl, you treasonous little tart. Now run along. I think Mrs. Hammer.