”“Honestly, you really think she’s that bad?”“Ok, want specifics?” she asked. “She slapped me, a lot. At first it was just when I did so...ething she didn’t like, or when I disobeyed her, but it got worse and worse. She started doing it when I couldn’t work out what she wanted fast enough, like I was supposed to read her mind, or something. In the end it felt like she was just doing it to amuse herself. She’d get bored and start slapping me. At that point she drove me to tears every time we met.. So I returned to my drink.The evening wore on. I carried on a sporadic conversation with Bill, getting to know him and letting him get to know me. And finally I knew I had reached my limit."Say, Bill. Can I pay up now. I need to leave." Sure Cliff. Here's your ticket. Hope you liked Shadows." I did. I'll be back soon. Keep the change."So, I had found a nice place. I would be back, indeed. I walked home in about fifteen minutes and went to bed. I had my job to get to tomorrow and I had to keep. They too had a small back deck that also caught the morning sun so it was inevitable that we would both end up outside at the same time.After settling in for a few days and getting the furniture arranged to our liking we decided that having breakfast out in the sun on the back deck would be a great way to start the day. So after a quick swim we prepared the meal and headed out the back to our seats. My wife had put on a sheer slip so that anyone walking through the reserve would she did look. Scotty said he sounded and looked like a ravished man who hasn't fucked in many years.I asked Scotty when was the last time he had fucked anybody. He said it's been more than a month. He said Linda would come over once in a while just to fuck, then she would leave shortly after, then Cindy would come over to suck his dick once in a while, but that's been a month ago. He said his hand was getting tired of all the jerking he'd been doing.That's when I told him, he should've went to daddy and.