Do youhave any idea how embarrassing it is to walk down a public trail wearingonly a very skimpy bikini and high heeled sandals? Everyone that saw mes...opped and stared. I wanted to climb down a hole and hide but it wasn'tto be.On the walk to the beach Lucy shocked me by asking "Did you jerk-off lastnight after you got home?"I was speechless. How could Lucy think I'd want to masturbate after whathappened to me yesterday? I finally answered that I did not."I'm surprised. After seeing how hard you. I reassured her, "Barbara, a man - or a maid ..." I chuckledencouragingly as I interrupted myself, "will make many sacrifices for thewoman he - or she - loves ...Whatever was important to you was automatically important to me, and nowwhat is important to Sheila is also important to me!" Can I still bully you, Fifi?" Barbara asked."Of course, you can, Barbara! Nothing has changed between us - nothinghas changed. I am still going to cook and clean when we get home - thatis - unless you or Sheila. That girl's got skills. As she danced seductively on that table I didn't know where to put my eyes for one second to the next--I was like a k** on Christmas morning when he sees the presents-- this was one present you'd wanna find under the tree I'll tell yer that fer nothin'.She looked down to the pile of money she was tip-toeing through and smiled."Let's take this party into the bedroom," she said, voice a hot whisper. "I've got a surprise for you, Micky."My ass twitched. This was gonna be. She scooted her hips closer so that I moved deeper in her. She wrapped them around my waist and then sat up so she was face to face.She grabbed the back of my neck and held me. “Give in, Gail,” she said. “Do it. Do it!”Then, she slapped me—hard. “Fucking do it!” she hissed. Her eyes were wet from the pressure I had on her throat, her face still flushed, but no longer purple. Her color had come back to her lips.She hit me again. It was no longer just a slap, she had some power behind it. My head.