It isn’t too bad unless you had more to drink some nights.”“Really? Okay, thanks for telling me. All anybody else would do is complain. Three wi...es and Diane.”“Four? You were married four times?”“Yeah. So? Didn’t Diane tell you my life story?”“She said you had both been married before, but she never told me she was your fourth wife!”“Well, the first one was when I was twenty. Lasted about two years – last I heard, she had just been released from a mental facility because she’d claimed to hear. ‘Do you have any relatives near-by?’ she asked me. I shook my head wondering where this was going. ‘We don’t want to upset you more by taking you out of this school, the only normal thing left in your life at the moment and putting you into a new one. When were you eighteen?’ ‘A couple months ago. Why is that important?’ I asked confused. ‘I was just talking to a DOCS member. They said if you were 18, you could stay in your parents’ house. You won’t have to worry about rent as the house is in. First, I demand discretion from my staff. My husband is a wonderful man but he doesn't need to know all my secrets."I couldn't help but notice she practically gagged while saying "wonderful." I had a few secrets of my own so I related to her predicament and hastily agreed to her terms while completely ignoring the rest of her babblings.With job secured she walked me to my car. Along the way she slyly waved to Chad, the pool boy. I instantly knew they were fucking. Not an unusual occurrence in. “Oh shit!” the pimp said under his lip. “Get on the bed bitch, I can’t wait anymore!” as the pimp said this, Joy put herself on the bed and her body on display for her pimp. The pimp stuck his wet dick in her pussy. “Oh fuck baby!” he said as he felt a huge wave of pleasure surged through him. Joy was in the moment again. She was moaning with each thrust her pimp made. The pimp would grunt with each thrust of his rock hard member. His dreads swayed back and forth. He stopped pounding Joy to.