’ Easier to identify, among the many costumed guests, were a beautifully gowned Scarlett O’Hara flirting with a handsome Rhett Butler. The Souther... Gentleman was down on his knees kissing her tiny foot and adjusting a silver shoe that peeked out from under the the folds of several satin petticoats that the pretty cocquette had gathered up in her hands. Very modest, Jenny thought, until Scarlett lifted her skirts even higher and Jenny spied a triangle of damp dark pussy hair showing through the. No, I was not disappointed, he had conjured up such a beautiful menu.I looked at my husband in amazement as he stood in the living room, but did not ask who had been at the door. He came in and told me that he had another surprise for both of us. I could scarcely hide my astonishment from him, for he rarely spoke to me in such riddles. But then I saw that someone else had to be in the corridor, who suddenly stood in the living room door. I cannot describe how my expression must have looked at. Within their societies, sex was used for a lot more than procreation. What humans considered sexual promiscuity, bonobos employed casually to establish and preserve social tranquility. It had occurred to me when I read it that our own social conventions might learn a lesson or two from that. To her, what she was doing to me was the equivalent of grooming. She was treating me as one of her own. Yet, how could she find me attractive when I was a different species. My best guess was that physical. “Yeah, you’re a fucking slut. I’ve always known it, you can’t wait for this.”Then his hand guided his cock to her entrance. His head pushed inside, spreading her open for the first time by a man. He didn’t move then, but instead let his eyes wander over Michelle Jones, snarky bitch of his highschool, spread naked on the hood of a car.“You are the perfect piece of fuck meat.”Then he ripped Michelle’s virginity away from her.MJ screamed as his dick surged into her body on the first thrust, only.