She never even breaks into a sweat. The merest flick of her wrist and the bastard’s little sting carves into me. She has deadly accuracy; years, she...says, of police firearms training although I think it is simply that she has the eye of a sportswoman. Some time ago, when she first introduced me to that dreaded implement, she had decided to demonstrate that although it might be painful, sometimes exceedingly so, she always knew precisely what she was doing. She told me to take off all my clothes. She wanted to drink it. She wanted Bull to pump it into her mouth and down her throat. ‘Oh, fuck,’ was all Bull could say. He couldn’t believe Barbara wanted the shit-cum mixture he just extracted from her ass. It was hard to believe a woman would degrade herself to such a level – eating the cum from her own ass after it had soaked up the smell and dirt from deep within her rectum. This wasn’t any ordinary whore. You couldn’t pay any whore to do this. No, Barbara was special. She was a. 00 just like everyone else, so that was $50.00 a day. Why did I have to pay full price, I should be able to pay his cost and that was $24.00 a day for both. He said that he needed to make sure that he got the full price so he would have enough to replace his supply.Before we left I put my arms around him and I kissed him, and I asked if he was just trying to get me out of the way so that he could be free to have sex with others, and Adam said that was ridiculous and that I shouldn’t think of. I was more and more impressed by what I saw of her. One evening, after my wife had been put up to bed, Martha joined me in the study for a drink. I knew little about her other than her Southern origin and that she took her job very seriously. As I sipped my Wild Turkey and she held her bourbon and soda, she asked me out of the blue, "Kevin, just how long is it since you and Janet had sex?" When I finished sputtering and had applied a napkin to the whiskey spots, I managed to put together a.