‘I am not a common whore,’ I told him. ‘If you want common service, please go down to the Rue.’ He was apparently tired of the parfum-ridden p...ostitutes or his life as a drunk (one or both), or maybe I just sounded a lot like Chloë, but it was an effective maneuver. The next day, stone cold sober, he called to arrange an appointment. He was given stern treatment by me after that first drunken contact and for several months afterwards while he shaped up. I called him my ‘problem child’ and I was. “Hello. I ... come in peace?”An older woman with short-cropped, graying hair and sad eyes looked him up and down, especially the blades hanging on his belt. “Why then do you wear the weapons and armor of our tormentors?”Logan looked to Alan for guidance. Alan just nodded.“To do to them what they would try to do to me first. To defend myself as I search for a way to escape out of Hell. My name is Logan and this is Karen. Karen is one of you, a damned soul.”“Like us?” Sad Eyes came closer,. There was an open bar and my wife told me to go get something to drink. I asked what she wanted ? She said I want you to go to the bar and stay there. Oh , OK I said. I made my way to the bar and got a drink, as soon as I had it I turned my back to the bar to have a look at all the well dressed folks there. What I noticed was I didn't see my wife. Now where could she have gotten off to that quick I wondered.I had a couple of drinks while at the bar and then I saw an open table near the dance. I found her slowly sucking my tongue, and then her tongue enter my mouth i immediately grasped her tongue in between my lips and started to suck it hard, she was surprised and her eyes wide open in surprise with that gesture and slowly closed them again, mmmm.. She moaned as i sucked her tongue and playing it with my tongue, our saliva going back and forth exchanging places while i probed her body touching her at her back, shoulders, waist, ass, upper thighs and breasts i pulled from her kiss.