It was difficult to work that day with a perpetual erection. I got an email from her that afternoon that simply read, “Were you serious?” Oh my ...od, she is right across the street and thinking about me paying her for sex. I replied with a one word email, “Yes.” I was imagining her sitting in front of her computer in a bath robe with a vibrator on the table beside her. A few days later Broomhilda again had to work so I was at the bus stop with Alison. Surprisingly, it was not awkward. When. “What I don’t get my pussy licked? This is a total fucking bummer.” When Melissa left Mike turned to Lesslie. “Get dressed and follow me, one way or another she is going to do what I want.” Lesslie jumped off the bed with a squeal. Mike thanked Jeff. “How soon will the others be ready?” “I will have them ready by Friday.” “Cool I will have Lesslie pick them up I will be out of town on a job. Mike turned headed for the door. Outside Mike saw Melissa standing outside with one of the couples. He. I was having a real problem. The problem? Pressure, pressure from my friends my wife and the opposing camp. Or put another way: pressure by Lance by Glory and by Grant. Pressure to rebuild my strained, and it was strained, relationship with Zoe.I wanted to, but I didn’t want to force the issue with her. I saw that as a no-win situation. Time had passed a lot of time. Zoe was sixteen. She could think for herself for sure. And, she had made no effort to even visit in months. Supposedly she was to. . We sat and talked for a couple hours just holding hands and a kiss once in a while.. I got the feeling that sex was not on the agenda and this proved out.. she said she still had some emotional scars from the abuse and if I needed sexual release we could head to her trailer and Bonnie would take care of me..I told her that I could wait and just wanted to be with her for a while more tonight. We headed to her trailer which was at the north end of the area mine was. We headed in and Bonnie.