"Smells good, slut." "Please, can't we have a nice dinner together." 'SMACK' He slapped me across the face. "What are you." I couldn't believe it. I'd...spent all afternoon making his favourite dinner. It all counted for nothing. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."He went to the table and I served dinner. Before I sat down he told me to take off my blouse. I unbuttoned it and took it off without complaint. I had been worn down by the days events. He then summoned me to him. He put his hand up under my. Buteventually, the cake was eaten, the congratulations had been expressed,and the little group began to thin out; soon only a half dozen remained.It was then that Sandi noticed a handsome young man standing in the backcorner of the room with a drink in his hand. Their eyes met, and hesmiled at her. In her inebriated condition, she could only stare back athim, as he slowly moved toward the CD player, and replaced the thumpingdriving rock music with the coolness of Nat King Cole. She watched. ”She studied me a bit after that, and nodded her head. “I can see that, and I can also see that you seem as taken for her as she is with you. And I am also under no false pretense as for her innocence and what you two are probably doing. But if you get her pregnant, there will be hell to pay. Our family does not condone either abortion, nor unwed pregnancy.” She said the last with a raised eyebrow.“Mrs. Carol, this is a conversation you should really be having with Linda. As I said, she sets. Anna tried to put her hand down as to indicate ‘no’, but he smiled, suckled one of his fingers, and with that, she felt the vibrating egg enter her body. With a “nN-No!-AHhhh……” she felt it enter her and again, those lovely fingers pushed it deep into her, guiding the egg. Anna was gasping and panting now. She looked to the side and saw her face in the mirror. It was totally soaked in sweat, and wracked with LUST. Although her clit had been initially numb, that was now gone, and she could now.