"How about a video?" Mum suggested."You do have a few good ideas Dawn my love." Dad laughed, "What would you like to watch, sex or violence?" Sex." Mu... grinned."I needn't have asked." Dad laughed, "What about you Dan?" Sex is fine by me." I grinned."I bet it is you randy sod." Dad laughed as he stood up."Well you know what they say dad." I grinned."What do they say?" Dad asked."Like father like son." I laughed."Ouch!" Dad grinned, "I walked into that one." He got you good that time Alan." Mum. "Oh, my poor baby." While John and I had been enjoying a romantic dinner and spending long hours giving each other pleasure in her bed, she had been locked in a padded room, bound in restraints, all alone. I suddenly felt sick.When I looked up at Monica's face, I didn't see sympathy in her piggy eyes. She was like a tick feeding off my pain. Something must have shown in my face, because she backed up a step in alarm. I hissed, "You love this kind of thing, don't you?" What do you mean?" You. Added was an inadvertent statement he had made about how she compared to some of his sluttier previous lovers. She didn’t want to lose him and getting some experience and training from another man would help, she hoped.On Saturdays he had an older woman as visitor. She was in her later 40s, the mother of three children, and could be described as a faded beauty. Her need was somewhat like Rita’s in that her marital sex life had dwindled to almost nothing and she was not only frustrated, but her. I awoke with a start. I didn’t know where I was. I looked around and was alone. I got up and wandered around the motel unit but Carol wasn’t there. I had a shower and wandered over to the restaurant for breakfast. A man approached me and asked, “are you Goyse?”“Yes, that’s me.”“Your young lady left this note for you before she got on the bus. She asked me to give it to you at breakfast.”“Thanks.”I opened up the note and read:Thanks for letting me talk to you last night, Goyse. You are a really.