I walk around, late at night, making sure the community is secure. Five and a half years and we've never had so much as a car drive by after midnight ...ut the oldies in here feel better knowing I'm there.They wouldn't, of course, if they knew me.Take Mrs. Featherstone, for instance. Her meds knock her out. I slip into her unit every night — she's always first. I used to tip-toe around but ever since I broke a glass once and got it cleaned up without her waking, I don't even bother. Her bedroom. I race out of the bathroom, sticking my huge belly out in front of melike some hysterical bumper car. It must have fallen off in the bed, Ithink to myself. I climb up awkwardly onto the bed feeling my burdenhang down from a different angle, taking the pressure off of my gutssomewhat as I walk around on my hands and knees, frantically searchingthrough the sheets. Nothing. More nothing.I spin around and sit. "There has to be some rational explanation forthis. Maybe I am just really really drunk,. He then looks at my hubby and says "look at your sexy bitch wife, you want to taste her pussy? Well you can't can you as you're a bit tied up!!" The black guy laughs and moves between my legs, his back to my hubby and start to rub my clit whilst looking into my eyes and after a few minutes says "this pussy is getting very wet, you are enjoying aren't you bitch?" I am but I don't say as he then kneels on the floor and starts to lick and suck my clit in various different patterns making me moan. .lots of people are a bit nervous on their first visit,and to me it's just a part time job,can I help you with anything that you are looking for?'With that I began to relax and said I was interested in some magazines.She smiled again and said that on one section there were gay magazines,another was bondage etc,I said meekly that I wanted some general adult mags..and was pleasantly surprised when she directed me to one area where there were quite a few of the big American and European.