They make up for it with the price of drinks anyway."Monique shrugged and entered the waiting elevator.She rode the elevator down and exited into anot...er short corridor, passing a political poster that said:Defend our lifestyle against the Puritans, moralists, censors, and control freaks -- vote Libertarian!"Hmmm," Monique thought to herself, "damn Libertarians are everywhere these days! I wonder if Koppel has done a story about this place for Nightline yet?"Proceeding down the corridor, she. She only felt like God could see into her very soul and saw a cheating wife that had betrayed her husband and her own morals and principles. Lynn returned home feeling worse than before she went. She hardly acknowledged Tom when he came home from school. Lynn decided she would start preparing the evening meal to take her mind off the turmoil racing around her head. About 30 minutes later her mobile phone started vibrating on the granite work surface, looking at it she saw it was a text. The majority of them let me stoke their labia and their clitoris. Several of them let me slip my fingers inside and a few of them even let me bring them to orgasm. Looking at her sexy body, I hoped that she would let me go a little bit further too. When we got to the massage room, she gave me another hug and cupped my genitals through my pants with her hands. She said, “I’m looking forward to this. I get to see that nice dick of yours again.” That put to rest any worry I had that she had any. I went through a permanent change after our fight and I became dangerous to myself, as well as everyone around me. I had to get away to get some control over it, so that I would never accidentally hurt Violet or anyone I cared for. She did not take that very well, nor did she like that I returned with Lillian accompanying me. She thought I left to cheat on her, becoming erratic in her thinking and each time she saw me it would only escalate. Within a few days of my return, she drugged her.