"Oh Fuck, yes"... you scream out. "Use me." At that I reach back and give your round tits a swat with my hand."Don't you worry about that. 'm gonna us... you real well. You're MY nasty bitch whore for the rest of night. You're body belongs to me now."Then I shove my fingers back in your cunt again, fishing for the other three condoms. After a moment I am able to retrieve them. I take the handful of the disgusting, cum filled condoms and mash them into your pretty face. Cum gooshes out and runs. We talked for a while and I managed to find out a great deal about her. Her name was Monica, and she was a pharmacist in town, which is the only reason she was in on this. For the rite of passage, she said, some different types of drugs are required. She wouldn’t tell me what they were or what they were for, only that she was paid extremely well to procure them, but I still got the impression she felt she was being cheated. I encouraged her to stand up to whoever it was that wasn’t doing her. .." I mean fucking NOW!" she roared.I quickly scurried away having cried almost all the way through her ranting I was shitting myself. I thought I was about to become a divorced husband, homeless and taken for every penny I had by this woman, this terrifying woman I had awoken before my very own eyes. I sat in the toilet sobbing wondering what the hell I was going to do? How was I going to save my marriage? What can I do to make her love me again? All the stupid things someone in my predicament. WTF!Or maybe it was a dream.Whatever it was, I knew I wanted to go through with it. I called Pete.Pete:This time we met at my house, in the evening. She was just going to park in the driveway and come in but I persuaded her to act like she was visiting on some kind of business. I do have neighbors and they do talk. So she wore nice slacks a blouse and carried an old worn satchel.Once inside she dropped the case and gave me a hug and peck on the cheek. It felt nice, because it seemed she meant.