’ Had you said anything to them about me knowing or were they still thinking that you were cheating?’ ‘Oh, damn, I knew that I should have gone ...own my journal in chronological order! I jumped ahead when I started talking about the equipment, particularly the cabanas. Let me back up. The answer is definitely yes. I told Frank about my ‘confession’ and, as I said, woke up happy about that. I knew then that if I told the girls that you knew everything it would be ok as far as he was concerned.. I entered the house, and wandered over to the kitchen, grabbed a beer and looked around. Mary was nowhere to be found. Nor was anyone else. Having wandered briefly around most of the ground floor, I went in the back to see if anything was being done. Hmmm, nothing. I went back inside and walked upstairs, expecting that Mary was in the bedroom, perhaps showing her friends some girly things. So, after first checking the bathroom, I made for the bedroom. Then I saw them. Mary's clothes,. And shoved me in the showers alone, to clean myself off. I was still rabid with lust...and my nameless meal had only enflamed my needs. I begged the guards to let me suck their assholes...needing desperately to smell their funky rear openings...but they humiliated me...as I jacked off in front of them."Shut your fucking mouth bastard!," one of them shouted, "I wouldn't let you near my asshole right now...but I'll tell you what you piece of shit...you can clean the bottoms of our shoes if you. Barry had not made love to her since two months after Harry's blackmail started and he was just barely civil to her when they were in the house together. It was trying to satisfy his damn fantasy that put them in this mess and now he was treating her like she was the town whore. She made up her mind that come the weekend she and Barry were going to sit down and air it out.Her thoughts were interrupted by the telephone. She was not surprised that it was Gordon or that he was blunt and to the.