The lift-ride was taking for-ever. He shifted, and I hoped he thought he could feel my keys. I was assured that this was not the case, as he pushed ba...k into me, pressing his magnificent ass against my crotch. I must have made a face, because my wife was looking at me with eyes wide open. She was shocked, and I was worried she’d be angry, start yelling inside this tiny metal box. She didn’t. She bit her lip, and pushed even closer into him. Our landlord seemed surprised, until it became. .." How bizarre can you get? Your family ever talk to you about this?" My family sings too." Yikes... So tell me, what's a work date?" Think of something constructive that you like to do, and do it with me for a date. Gardening, painting... For the cost of almost nothing, we could buy a roll of garbage bags and pick up litter around the campus." WHAT?! AS A DATE?!" Sure, why not? The work is light and would be a gift to the campus. We could talk while we work, learn how to be honest with each. 'We have a fresh meat! Get the hell out here!' Cory shouted at her.'Yeah!' snarled Zane, hauling the blond to her feet with her nose and thrusting her toward the door with his boot against her rump.'Dumb whore - and you look even dumber!' he growled at Maureen, hardly had he done which before Cory bent her over, to begin hammering her face into the sofa cushion as hard as he could.'This is what you get for being a dirt-hole, punk-rat!' he rasped, which was true since the club's rule was that. Nice breasts though, I suppose fat is good for one thing. Hands above your head. At least that’s shaved, what about down here.? She pulled the hair that covered my mound.?It’s itchy if I shave down there, Miss Cole.? ?It’s the mark of a good little slut. It is meant to be a reminder of how you must be an object for the one you love.? ?Please Miss Cole, I hate it, Please don’t make me shave it.??Ok, Slut, just this once I will let you off, but in return you’ll get a second punishment.? ?Second??.