And anyone who thinks that it’s possible to owe someone sex is dead wrong. Even a wife doesn’t ‘owe’ her husband sex. It doesn’t work like t...at. And, even if it did, I wasn’t party to that transaction! I wasn’t paying for you because I was expecting sex!”“But why pay for all those things?”“Because that’s normal in the US,” I chuckled. “Let me guess, you ‘go Dutch’ all the time.”“You mean each of us pays for ourselves? Yes. Only with couples who are serious does the guy usually pay, and not even. Larry had never felt anything like this. His penis felt so swollen he was afraid it might burst. ‘Ohhhhhh!!! Godddddd!!!’ he groaned as Joanne’s wonderful manipulations continued. He looked down again. The sight of Joanne kneeling on the bed next to him, wearing the gorgeous lacy gown, was sublime! Added to the supremely erotic things she was doing with her hands and lips, was more than he could bear! He closed his eyes. He couldn’t watch. If he did, he’d come, and he didn’t want to do that!. Oooh!" Want a drink?" Diet something?" I'll look." I left the ladies and went into the kitchen."I know you go to the opera," Allie said when I returned, "but do you go to the theatre?" We haven't," Rachel responded. "Why?" I went to 'The Histrionic' by Thomas Bernhard last week. It was tremendous!"I shook my head. "I've never heard of him." He's Austrian. Or was. He's dead. The play is about an aging actor, on a downhill slide, who's getting a show read in a run-down pub. Preparing the dump for. "I'm going to teach you the price of diaobedience", he said and then Hannah heard a sound she hadn't heard since childhood and it sent a shiver running down her spine. It was the sound of a belt being pulled through belt loops. Within seconds, Hannah cried out as she felt the sting of leather slapping her ass cheeks. Robert had the accuracy of a sniper and each swat of the belt landed on a different part of Hannah's ass. Each time the leather made contact with her skin, a sharp jolt of pain ran.