Just then the phone rang. Nikki answered it andimmediately passed it to Coach. I caught bits andpieces of the conversation, but I was more interestedi... my body.Nikki stood next to me. "Well at least you are prettyand it looks like you'll have a great looking body,"she said.I tried to smile, "I am worried about how I will livefrom now on. Obviously no one will think that I amGary. My old life is over..." I said, overwhelmed bya rush of emotions. I couldn't help it, I felt verychoked up and I. Wilson had the right, but he seldom exercised it. And I was... saving myself..." For the Boss, eh?" Boris grunted a laugh. "Loyalty is a good thing, but there are too many women in the dacha -- the Boss does not have time to service them all. And you -- you are perhaps not the favorite?" No." The accusation stung; the admission stung worse. However things may have started -- whatever dreams existed in her head -- to Mr. Wilson, she was JUST a maid now. The fact that he used her, very. The crowd was dwindling and my wife bent forward and kissed me. She told me she had been awake the whole time and seen my note in the bag so knew I was planning something and she decided to go along with it. She whispered in my ear she need a good fuck so I said we should pack up and get back to the hotel. She looked at me and said ‘ I think you have misunderstood me. I said I needed a fuck, but said nothing about you’ . With that she got on all 4’s facing away from the group and said ‘ right. I watched Terry go to the bathroom and bring a large towel back with him, which he passed to Sue. Sue then got on all fours and arranged the towel behind her on the floor. The guys gathered around as Terry held my wife’s arse-cheeks open for her and she began to pee on the towel backwards. I managed to get the stream of piss caught on the video for later watching and was transfixed as Terry inserted two fingers up Sue’s crack as it still dripped out wee. Then he simply folded up the towel and.