He thought back to happier days, before the Invaders came. Each spring, the people would journey here to this grove from all the surrounding villages ...or the sacred rituals of Aine. The highlight of the rituals would be when the High Priest would symbolically mate with the goddess to insure the fertility of both the land and the people. The goddess, of course, was not physically present, so a surrogate would have to take her place. Each year, all of the young virgin maidens who had become women. I told her how she definitely deserved a cunt sewing after being this much of a filthy fuck when she wasn’t even completely awake. I pulled my hand away to show off where she’d bled and made my voice cruel when I said, “Filthy fucking cunt,” then spread the blood and cum on her thighs and tits, brushing the front and back of my hand on her as if she was my used sex doll. And once again, I came so fucking hard from it, jacking myself off on her tits, my blood roaring in my ears with how horny it. I walk to back and greet Tony the owner and we shake and says to me oh yes you brought two this time. I responded you know my slut wife and a nubie Slut Mary. The men start to walk toward us and I say how is the crowd in back he says about 25 or so. I say good and with what I see out here about 10 more. Good crowd. I turn and remove the coats and hand them to Tony and I lead them to the back theater. We stand in back till eyes get adjusted. I see the guys walking toward us and I tell them. As it turned out, her mother didn’t last long without her husband. A year after Flossie returned, her mother was dead too, and the “house” sat empty. Flossie had paid the taxes on it, but there was no market for it. She hadn’t known what to do with it until now.“That house isn’t fit to live in and you all know it,” she retorted to the men grouped in front of her. “And it was part of my contract that a house would be provided.”In the end, they simply raised her salary by the “estimated rental.