"No, the Greendale dream. The beautiful house, the job of power and prestige, the wife you're proud to have on your arm, who's proud to drop your name...in society. So very proud. All that ... is mine." You're a lucky man," the bartendress said. (Deke added, pointlessly, "Lotta money up in Greendale.")"So it is often said," Ed replied to the bartendress."You don't think so." The thought has crossed my mind," Ed said. "Okay, enough about me. What's your story? I get the feeling you're not from. I helped her off her knees as I told her to bend over the bed, I lifted her skirt to see a little G string covering her sweet pussy,I pulled it to one side and felt the wet lips, she gasped as she asked me to fuck her, I knew it was wrong but held my cock against her pussy slowly pushing it in her lips opening as my cock slid into her wet slit.I moved back and forth inching in a bit more I saw a showing of blood I had taken her virginity, she said it was sore but couldnt go without it anymore,. “Don’t know. I’ve had this a couple of days now and I still don’t know. The money’s nice, but I don’t like to feel like I’m being bought.”I nodded. “And the money’s definitely to get you to wear the outfit? It’s not as a tip? For the photo, whatever the photo is?”Lia sighed. “I mean I guess it could be, but does it feel like that to you because it sure doesn’t feel like that to me.”“Maybe your surprise at being sent those and how you wear them, maybe it’s colouring your perspective?”“Are you. .. father asked me if I loved him. Of course I told him I did - he was the head of our family, and more than that, he was a good father to me and my brothers. He told me that until my marriage took me away from him, that I would be cared for but I must always remember who was in charge. He told me that I must do things in our family, to help out and asked me if I understood - and I answered that I did. He explained to me that I was a woman - that I was worth less than a man but that he loved me.