" And he was gone.That was over a month ago, and the need had been building in me ever since. Now I strode down the block like a moth drawn to a flame... ignoring several young Hispanics loitering against the closed business as they whistled and made crude offers in Spanish.The wicked, debasing immorality that awaited me in Gloryville dwarfed any primitive sexual encounters these young men might have to offer. Bad as they might be, I wanted worse. I was seeking out sick, sex addicted men with. The other guy had taken out his dick and was rubbing it over Trish’ nipples. I heard him say in a hoarse whisper. “Fucking hurry up will ya! I’m dying to fuck this Bitch!” “Ok, ok, Ooooo Fuck!” I heard the black guy say as he filled my wife with his sponk. “Oh god! That was good!” “Get out of the way!” said the white guy, almost pulling the other guy off Trish. He was soon between her legs and I was once again treated to the sight of my wife being shagged by a stranger. I could hear the. " Explore what?" Freedom! What else?" leaning forward, whispering, "Because you seem to be nervous and embarrassed, I'll whisper. "I like sex. And with freedom, comes sex. Just how it is." Shrugging she continued, "I love sex. And sex with a man and another woman? Or two men and me? Or a group? Mucho fun. And since I saw you today? I wouldn't mind having sex with you. I think you'd be a wild woman between the sheets." Licking her pink lips, then rolling her tongue around her straw while she. Okay?" Great. I'll see you in about twenty minutes, less if I can get my mom to give me a ride."She had a cooperative mother and arrived in ten minutes.I settled her at the kitchen table with a glass of iced tea, poured one for myself, and started to trim and sugar some strawberries. They were a little bitter this time of year. A light coat of sugar made them just right.Barbie was wondering if she was making a mistake, worried she might be putting our friendship in jeopardy. I let her go.