I spent thinking how prison life was like for Claire whether she toughened up while in prison. Just then Robert came and sat beside me on the couch.�...Why did you that?” Robert asked.“Do what?”“Getting her a job.”“i knew that getting job as a ex con is hard so I thought I could help her out.”“I know the feeling, thinking that you can change a person.Thinking you can change the person showing them the right path.”“Do you not think she can’t change?”“Believe me I tried all my life if ever there is. But we're also Friends With Benefits or fuck buddies or whatever you want to call us. We've done just about every sex act that two girls can do together. But during this slumber we mostly looked at cocks on Melissa's computer.Most of what I know about sex is what I've learned from my husband, Melissa or the erotic books that I read. I've watched hardly any porn because it just isn't available to me. My husband is a control freak and a computer geek and he has ways of knowing exactly where I go. Tom was fucking me faster than Roberto did, just constantly slamming into my cunt. He moved his hands to my shoulders and fucked me so hard I thought he was taking four steps back and getting a running start each time. He pulled hard on my shoulders as he thumped my pussy. “Damn, this pussy is good!” he grunted, his voice shaking from the vibrations of his thrusts into me. Each thrust into me had me screaming an ‘oh fuck’ or ‘fuck me’ or a demand from my lips of ‘harder, fuck me harder!’Tom. "Hello, Dear!" she said to Jo, "Did you have a good journey?" Yes, thank you, Mrs Neill ... but it's a long way, isn't it!" Aye, Dear, that it is ... and please call me Barbara!" And my name's Callum," said her husband."Hello! It's lovely to meet you both ... and that's a lovely name, Callum!" And what's your wee dogs name?" said Mrs Neill."That's Sam!"John brought Sam's blankets in from the car and placed them near the wood burning stove in the kitchen. Sam automatically lay down and John.