” “And you Jeanne, will always be the love of my life.” Jeanne stood up, walked around the table and sat down on my lap. I put my arms around he..., held her tightly to me and whispered, “I love being married to a slut.” “Do you Michael? Do you really?” “More than either of us could have possibly imagined. I never want to go back to our old life.” “I will if you ask me to do it.” “Because you love me.” “Yes.” “If you really love me you'll continue living as a slut. I mean it when I tell you that. She placed the skirt on the bench and while stillkneeling she asked if I needed help with my panties, which she alsocommented were very pretty. How could I say no to that?"Of course, please." I said as I felt her mouth and teeth grab at the waistof my wet panties and her pulling them down and off my ass. Once they wereto my knees, she switched to her hands and guided them off my legs andaround my heels. She held them in her hands like they were gold and thensurprisingly lifted them to her nose. Only two wars, hunting that had fed himself and his family, with almost no periods of want. His two children, had each had four children, all of whom had lived to adulthood, and now had children themselves. His village had prospered, making more than they used, and had set up good trade throughout the valley.It was that second night as he slept in his furs that the dreams came to him, peopled with family and friends, all of whom now walked with the spirit people. At first, he could only see. "Just then the blond said, "So how do you like it Missy. I bet you wishyou had those panties on now."As soon as Chris heard the word panties his erection jumped to fullattention and the words, "YES I DO," jumped out of his mouth.With that the girls led Chris back to the ladies room. On the way one ofthe girls gleefully informed the others of the tent pole under Chris'sskirt and mercifully gave him one of her shopping bags to conceal thebulge. In the ladies room Chris hurried into one of the.