We laughed and I said, “Yeah right.” Have joking, I then said, Ok. Time joked that he would lose on purpose now. We both laughed, but there was no... a tension in the air. The match went on for about an hour, both of us playing hard but I won. As we walked back to his house, he said, “Let me know when you want to collect on that bet.” I laughed it off, but my mind raced at the thought.It was several days til I saw my friend again and each night, alone in my bed, I thought about the “Bet.” I was. I then carried her into my bedroom and went to place her on the bed but she wouldn’t let go. I supported her with one arm while I used the other to gently shake my wife to get her up. She woke up and smiled at both of us. She got out of bed and Jenny gave her a hug but stayed in my arms. She didn’t want to let go. We then walked down stairs still in our pajamas. Then finally she let go, and ran to the presents under the tree.She opened all the ones from “Santa” first then began to work on. It was just cold, emotionless. She thought about her cousin and how something very similar had been done to her at a very young age. Was he thinking about that when he did impaled Miko like that? Amy wondered. The lack of dried cum inside of her told her that John had cleaned her up before putting her in the bed. She wondered if he would've killed her had she not made him cum. This clearly wasn't the first time he'd killed. But she did have a trump card. Something she knew would keep. "I walked over, smiling from ear to ear, and took a seat in the comfy chair."What's going on?" My wife asked, in her most sincere voice.My wife never saw it coming.... The open hand of Ms. J, as it moved quickly through the air and struct my wife across the face."I think that I was VERY clear when I instructed you to ONLY refer to ME as MA'AM!"My wife's head was forced to the side, by the open-hand slap and when she turned around, she was rubbing her cheek as her eyes welled-up."You're a whore,.