She lost count of the cocks. She lost count of her orgasms. She lost pieces of memories as they were forming. The world fogged into a shimmering haze....er body was of service. Her body was satisfying others, and it satisfied her.She was at peace. She was happy. She was a hole.The pace slowed. She’d find herself alone for stretches at a time, resigned to listening to a thinning crowd in the adjacent room laughing about the whore they had created. She liked hearing this talk: she liked to hear. . well, maybe it had been the joint experience of pregnant wives that had been the glue. Never took much with guys, and bitching over moody women was classic male bonding fodder. It had helped that Nick had just been a great guy.Seeing it was about time to start, Tom took a quick count. The number of those in the know about Ai was still small, but growing. Shirley had been skeptical, and concerned, about his insistence that spreading the secret was inevitable and indeed necessary. Some of her. She had first met Steven (or stewie to friends ) at a gathering of economists at the college auditorium. She became impressed by his presentation on GNP, and soon became friends. so steve became the first male to go to her house.Sadly, Stewie had little experience with women, and megan even lesser with men. So our hero made the mistake of trying to get close with her parents in the vicinity. bitch protocol kicked in, and megan was soon giving him a lecture on proper behavior in front of her. WhenI'd gotten home from school that day I'd just put on a pair of low rise,tight denim shorts and a big floppy "Wild Strawberry" colored tee and apair of pink flip flops (even though their color clashed a little withmy tee). When I opened the front door and he saw me standing there in myVictoria's Secret clothes his jaw dropped a little and he stammeredsomething like, "Wow Drew, you ..... well, uh ..... look beautiful .....um, I mean pretty ..... no, I mean nice ....." and he just stood.