. I don’t know, Joe.”“And you?”“What about me?”“Would it open you up to be with others?”“No Joe.”“I understand.”“I know you ...o. If his opening up might mean sharing his little conquests, either verbally or actually, I’d be okay with that. Actually it’d be fun,” she giggled, a most welcome sound.“And if Bill or whoever finds no proof?”“It might actually be worse.”“How so?”“Because I would tell Nick I spied on him.”“Revealing your lack of trust.”“Yes.”“Maybe your lack of trust comes from some. ..”“No, I can see you didn’t.” Allison’s annoyance was not in any way synthetic. She was irritated by the way that Lionel was obviously not taking the tasks she had assigned him seriously. “This is all very comfortable for you isn’t it? You get to indulge yourself and I’m beginning to wonder what I get out of it. I think you’ve earned some more attention to your backside.”Allison could see that Lionel looked worried, no doubt recalling his first beating at her hands and how it had ended. She. "So tell me how do you like working in advertising?"We started drinking the wine and talking about what had been happening since we had last saw each other. Mark didnt mention screwing me again. I suppose he was just joking. I heard a woman scream from the front of the house. "Mark, Mark are you home?"Glancing towards the sound Mark said, "That must be Lauren, Lisa must be drunk. Come on into the living room." So I followed him into the living room. There were two women there, one who was a. "Well that must be Nicole" I said to myself as I gazed at the body of the strawberry blonde girl in the window laying on her bed in only a light purple bra and panties. Obviously, they didn't have their blinds up yet seeing as they just moved in and she probably didn't know that I could see her very clearly. My mouth dropped as I saw what she was doing. She had her back arched and her hand in her panties, which I could clearly see were soaked. I saw the look on her face and she was obviously.