She answered the phone and her excitment was obvious. "Im in the bathroom, we met these 20 year old college guys and we are going to leave with them....Are you sure you're ok with this? He has no idea I'm married!" I have to admit I was nervous, but my cock was raging! I told her "yeah I'm fine with it. Have fun" That was the last I heard from her that night! it was'nt until 6 am that she finally answered her phone. Still groggy from drinking and fucking all night. Here is her account of what. " Good girl." She knelt down, holding Bianca's collar in her hands. It was black leather with silver rhinestones and a small bell that would jingle with every movement of her body. "Do you want this, pet?" Yes please, madam." Bianca's blood pounded harder as she sat up slightly, her face flushing as her dom buckled her collar around her throat and stroked her face. "Thank you, mistress."Angelique moved her hand lower, trailing down Bianca's shoulder and cupping her breast, squeezing and. "She sneered at him. "Then I hope you're really good with your mouth. Or haven't you done that, either?" I haven't but..." He made a pained face. "I can't. I mean, just the idea disgusts me. I'm sure if you let me, you know, have intercourse..." That's not going to happen. And I don't care that the thought of licking my pussy, and sucking on my clit, and pushing your tongue up inside, makes you sick. Condsidering what you've done to me, getting me to marry you under false pretenses, you deserve. " But Anton is now..." Dead. Yes. And I consider myself being bad company for now. Please, drop that subject."I dropped her hands and something in my voice probably made her make a hasty retreat. I was not sure if there were tears in her eyes. I did not want to know. I waited for a moment before I followed her.I was quite a bad company for the rest of the day. While walking back to my car at the end of the school day I got a text message. From our DA. My DA.'OK to come discuss some issues this.