On the marriage bed I stripped the rest off her clothes off."Spread 'em for me, my little slut," I whispered in her ear. Soon my hard cock was banging...into her hot box."Oh yes, please harder," she shouted. She was moving her hips so hard she almost threw me off."Oh yes, yes," she cried out as she her first orgasm overtook her; I pumped my load deep inside her.I lay there with a pleasant smile on my face for the first time in days. Ok lets continue shall we, I thought."Sit up bitch," I. " I said thinking that now I could leave and run home. "I want you to promise me that you will never tell a soul about what I am going to tell you, promise me." Kelly said. I promised her, waiting for what she had to say. Kelly got up and went to the kitchen and came back with a tall glass of wine. We sat there looking at each other as she drank the wine, me waiting to hear what she had to say. After about five minutes and the glass was now empty Kelly stood up and went to fill the glass again.. I finally settled on an oufit, I was positive he couldn't resist me in. I grabbed my short red summer halter top dress. It buttoned up the front. I went without a bra and I unbuttoned the top as low as it would go without my tits falling out. I unbuttoned it as high as I could from the bottom. It didn't show my black thong unless I was sitting down. I told my grandma that my uncle was taking me to the mall and I met Mark down the road. He bit his lip when he saw me and when I got in his car he. After banging around in a couple of bar bands honing my skills, I decided to put one together myself. Seeing what worked and what didn’t, I used my knowledge to build a pretty damn good band. Nothing Flashy held together for damn near seven years, playing the dancehalls and clubs of South Texas. Cover tunes were the staples that got us employed most weekends, and allowed us to make a fairly good living, for a bunch of twentysomethings. It held together until the oil boom started. Once that.