When he returned to hand her the glass, his cock was sagging. She didn't know whether to feel relieved, or insulted. There was a long period of silenc..., which was very uncomfortable for her. It seemed like they had been on the verge of something, and that it had suddenly been lost."Are you sorry you got stuck with me?" she asked."In no way, shape or form," he answered. "I haven't had this much fun in years." Really?" Yup." He held out his glass. "To us."She raised her hand, but then stopped. The events depicted arepure fantasy and have no place in real life.Thanks so much for the response to part one, this is a short update Iintend to release brief updates roughly weekly but if people prefer I amhappy to release longer instalments but less often. My Hero Cheryl Lynnvery kindly helped with the editing.--------------------------------------------------------------------------Dorothy and Ms Lawrence talked long into the evening feeding off eachother's excitement. Dorothy was in awe of. He walked up behind her, "Hey Sara!" "What the fuck do you want assholes?" "Tsk tsk tsk what a foul mouth on such a pretty girl." She was a pretty girl skinny small A-cup and a small butt barely enough to cup. "Mind coming to my room for a min. I've got something I need to show you something." "Fuck off!" "I'm sorry I just thought you might want your necklace back." He pointed at her neck. Her necklace was right there around her neck but she could see or feel it and his eyes were glowing red.. Reg said “we are just walking through town. Have we done anything wrong?” “Where are your mistresses?” Another woman asked. “I don’t know what you mean” said Oren. With that all three of them were escorted to a jail, and locked up.Two hours later the men were taken to another building. One by one they were put on a stage. Lynn was outraged, when half a dozen women began to bid on him. He continued to protest over and over that he could not be sold like this, but sold he was. All three of them.