I really can’t talk. Have a good day baby.’ She hangs up. I guess masturbating at a clinic qualifies as a good day in most men’s books. I close...my eyes and try to envision my wife standing naked before me. The picture changes to her undressing and just as she gets to her bra I can see Bertha the receptionist standing behind her. Bertha smiles and holds a little plastic cup up to her face and begins to shake it. Thick fingers go back and forth while my wife continues to undress. This is not. Jimmy pulled back from her, her hand falling away from his balls. He squatted at her knees, and when he pushed them open, Sarah did not resist. She leaned back on the couch, her eyes slitted with passion, looking down as her son spread her knees and began to push her skirt up. She wondered if she would actually have taken his cock into her mouth if he had not pulled it away, and with startling clarity, realized she would have.Her knees were spread wide now, her skirt at her stomach, her hairy. I looked at Arif, he just smiled and nodded.“Oh really! Well, I too like looking at naked men”, Shabana said. “So if you both want fair play, you have to strip when you lose.”Arif and I looked at each other and quickly agreed. Shabana just stood there for a moment, then began slowly pulling it up. Just as she pulled it just enough to show the bottom of her tits, she let it fall back into place. She began to laugh at our disappointed expressions.Then my friend’s drunk wife got up, pulled the. The large one brought back its spear arm, and his head blew up in a crimson corona, the spear travelling a few metres, and remained still.The other had good reflexes, and turned its shield on almost right away. I had a clear path, and keeping the Dogface in my sights, as I ran towards it. It tried to lower its shield, to pick up the communicator, but I started firing pellets, to let it know that it was not healthy to do so.It turned to run, but I was faster, and kept up the firing, till it was.