” I nodded. “What would you like to talk about?” “You.” I nodded again. “What about me?” “Are you married?” “No, I’m single.” ...��Ever been married?” “Nope.” “Ever going to get married?” “I hope to.” She knocked the rest of her martini down and poured some more. “Marriage is myth. Love, honor, and obey. Ha.” She said with venom. I realized she’d been drinking martinis, or something for a while. “I’ve been a perfect wife for that bastard for three years and how does he reward me? By having affair. The Mossberg was the one I kept at home. The antique Winchester riot gun stayed in the safe room of the office, most of the time.I opened the front door with the shotgun pointed at the ground, not anywhere near the cat. I could bring it up quickly, if need be. I didn't want to shoot a starving cat by accident. I got my first good look at the cat and knew for sure that it was no cute cuddly kitten. Even from ten feet away I could see scars. One of his eyes was closed as well. Even I could see. Suki, such a great name, was in the seat next to Rei.With the girls sitting facing the back of the bus, they only got air blowing through their hair. Suki was the first of the two to start sweating a bit. She turned to whisper something to Rei, who just pointed at where my dick was giving them a good look at the top two inches.How many guesses would it take me to figure out what she asked?Rei gave me a blushing grin as she unbuttoned her shirt, stopping before the button just below her breasts.. "I stepped outside, flicking on the exhaust fan as I went, and pulled the door closed behind me. I heard Linda scrambling to her feet as I walked away. Even across the room, I could hear her bowels burst, expelling a stream into the toilet bowl. I smiled to myself.While Linda was busy in the bathroom, I spent a few minutes arranging things in the bedroom. On the nightstand, I had placed two vibrators in different sizes and an anal plug, a bottle of massage oil, a squeeze bottle of honey, a jar.