No matter how bad a situation or problem might be they'd just look at each and mutter, "Well, at least we're not at Sao Aynum-Dam!"Guns were seemingly...everywhere in our house and a shotgun, rifle and pistol were stashed near every door for 'emergencies'. Not to mention the additional arsenals in both the locked gun safe and a hidden emergency shelter underneath a sand dune about a hundred yards away. I learned to handle any sort of gun from a young age, early and often.Why we needed to be able. "John took my hand and led me to the dance floor. I felt the man's hand slip from between my legs as I turned to walk away. I looked back and politely smiled at him and said, "It was nice talking with you, Todd."In the short walk across the room to the dance floor, I felt the material of my panties, now pushed up in between the lips of my pussy, rubbing in against me with every step. When we got to the dance floor, John turned towards me, one hand around my back, low on my exposed skin, the. . I couldn't wait to go anywhere, I just started playing with her pussy right there in the car. She looked at me with a facial expression only the lust in me could understand... I leaned over, put her right leg on my shoulder and started sucking on her phat wet pussy, but I had to get inside of her, so invited her inside... We went inside, even though I was expecting my girlfriend in the next few hours. When we got to my bedroom, she grabbed my dick and started to kiss me, I picked her up. "But I'd like to hear it from the whore's mouth, so to speak." Then I noticed an evil smile.I timidly recounted the tale for her, leaving nothing out. I told her about my failing marriage. How my wife had caught me masturbating to gay porn and how she'd taken my children from me after our divorce. When I got to the point in my story where her husband Tom, had suggested I pay his fee's in trade, she shot him a dirty look. I'm guessing he had told her that our arrangement had been all my idea..