As I couldn't stand to accompany them, I went to the bedroom, took off all my clothes, put on a dress, lay down and felt comfortable in bed, because I...was at home. After a while, my husband went up to the bedroom and gave me a kiss. He said he was going to stop by the park to meet the staff and asked if I didn't want to go. I pretended I wasn't listening because I didn't feel like leaving. He got up, told Paulo that I had passed out and that he was going to leave. That if I woke up he was. So what if he had other women before her, she knew with every fiber of her being, that he loved her. Plus, he had introduced her as his girlfriend, acknowledging their relationship in public. ‘Shity shit, shit, shit,’ she cursed, then put a hand over her mouth. Now she was even cursing, something she did about once a year. Her little outburst did make her feel better though. Now how was she going to fix this mess? An hour later, Robby was lying on his bed, reading a brochure from the New. “Good?”“Better than good. I’d rate it as fucking good!”Continuing her ministrations – and enhancing Pedro’s speed – Prudence tenderly kissed the nape of Jacqui’s neck, whispering to her new lover: “Darling!”“Oh fuck, Pru – that is just SO amazingly good!”“Please say ‘darling’?”Jacqui wrapped her arms tightly around Prudence as the first orgasm coursed through her loins. “DARLING, that is SO amazingly good!”Prudence gingerly ran her free hand down Jacqui’s spine until it had reached the cheeks. The old man muttered something vile under his breathe and strode over to her. He slipped the back of his hand underneath her piss stained white cotton bra and gripped it like a handle, pulling her roughly to her unstable feet. Without any hesitation he began towards the dog house with Sarah trying desperately to stay on her feet while simultaneously being yanked forward by her bra. Mr. Reynolds tugged on her bra for her to hurry up but instead it made her fall forwards. The old man never let go.