A lifetime of your worst would be less pain than a single day with the type of creature that my clan will bind me to."I reached for my coffee, and too... a sip. I looked down at the woman at my feet, and said, "I do not reject your request, but I can not yet grant it. I must study this custom, to learn my obligations and yours, should I do this. I warn you, though, that if I do this, it will not be a sham. If you are my pet, I will use you, and use you hard. I will take my pleasure from you. You. But he felt she probably had the hots for most men; she seemed like the kind of woman who couldn't get enough cock. That's what he didn't like about her. He liked a woman who was more selective, who was harder to get. There was no challenge with a dame like Trish Byers--except to keep your pants up! Still, she could probably give a guy the fuck of his life. She was one hot cunt all right. As for her "brother," Peter didn't like tile cut of the kid's jib. He doubted that tile mop-haired youth. " Too bad. Well, it's your turn next. I'll drive this shift. Just don't fuck her in the car. She's a virgin, and I want to save that for my house." She winked at me and walked off to join Becky in the rest room. I wondered what she was up to, and wondered again just what else it was she needed from sex.I headed for the men's room to piss, fighting off the urge to jerk off. Too many cameras in those public rest rooms. I was going to be a mess by the time we got to Maria's house.We piled. I just plead with you to let me see you one last time if only because I am the woman who bore you.She has just signed it and left it to Shirley make whatever response she wanted.I had tears prickling my eyes as I read her letter. This was yet another victim of an intransigent and unfeeling mind that had been her husband's. Ginny looked at me inquiringly and I signaled her to come with me. We went in search of Shirley and found her crying in the back garden. She looked at me with tears in her.