"I suppose I'm going to have to learn how toiron as well," I said, gloomily."Yes, and how to use a washing machine. Maybe I ought to get you amaid's u...iform," Karen's eyes twinkled."Only if you get one for yourself," I quickly replied."Oh, the possibilities, can you speak French, by the way?" Non, mademoiselle, but I can put on a bad French accent," I said."Never mind," she said, grinning.I pondered the day's events as I tucked into my food; I had enjoyedmyself and looked forward to the next. Billy felt out of place as the girls talked about various Real Housewifeshows with the higher ranking women who came by to make small talk, whichthey built around their discussion about work related things. Billyblushed as he heard Karen's complaints about her husband's sloth and lackof interest in the kids.'Do I really need to hear this?' Billy thought to himself before Karenand Dorothy started to discuss their kids. Billy and Anna looked at eachother and rolled their eyes.As the day went on,. I had been wanting to fuck him, and I was free and horny that night, so I texted him back: "I can be there in 45 minutes, just need to know if you want to play." As much as I love camming, I love actual sex more. No brainer.Long story short, next thing you know I'm in my car, wearing my webcam show outfit (white tube socks with blue stripes around the top, blue spandex booty short panties, grey baseball-style t-shirt with blue arms, and my hair was in braided pigtails), and 45 minutes later I'm. “Hello? Oh, hi, Karine ... Wait up. I’m at the bar. Let me get to the back room – I can hardly hear you ... There, that’s better. What’s up?”“Mel, you’d never guess! Roger and I finally managed to have a long talk, in bed as you might guess. Since I’ve been back, he’s barely spoken to me. It was like living at the North Pole. I finally gave him a load of shit and told him I’d cut off his balls if he didn’t tell me what the matter was.”“The reason he didn’t want to come was because he thought I.