There were three guys and were smiling like anything. I asked one of them that why they were smiling so much.He started to shave me and said that just...few minutes ago a dumb head lady came to their saloon and had conversation. I inquired and he said that she was asking whether we were professionals and whether cut on skin happens while they shave, we assured them that we were all good.After she was assured she asked the weirdest thing to do. I asked about it and he continued, she wanted to get. I felt so out of place there, like a chaperone to some young girl that wasn’t old enough to be there but rich enough to buy her way in. So I figured I’d have a little fun. This drunk girl stumbled into the booth. She was laughing and carrying on about turning nineteen and all; then she asked me who my kid was. I told her that I was a bodyguard for the princess; I pointed to Brianna since she looked more the part. The drunk girl smiled as her hand squeezed my leg. She stumbled off, looking for. Why be sentimental about it?Look around. Does it really seem to you as if monogamous, ‘til death do us part relationships are the norm? Look at all the affairs people have, the divorce rate. Look at history. Ask yourself if it follows that just because two people love each other, they’re absolutely and unfailingly compatible in every way in a sexual sense. Is there really any reason to sentimentalize love and sex, other than for ideological reasons? I don’t think so.Actually, don’t even get me. She was not a virgin, I came to know this only after fucking her. She explained how she lost her virginity. I was also not a virgin and it didn’t matter to me. As long as I am fucking her I didn’t care for her past. This incident took place in the elections time of 2008.Her mother was an active party worker for a national party. She was also a whore for the local leader of that party. So when her mother was out on a campaign for elections she invited me to her home. I had a lot of experience of.