John returned to the airy orphanage portico and in the presence of the Mother Superior he slowly peeled off twenty crisp new bills. The paper sound of...the crisp new bills was clear and emphatic in the silence of the portico. John chuckled inside as he watched the pupils of the Mother Superior’s eyes widen as each successive bill was peeled away and saliva formed around the corners of her mouth. John could swear the Mother Superior was drooling at the mouth at the sight of an amount of money. We poured some drinks, sat around, watched tv and talked. It was honestly nice to have a normal conversation again, not to have anything sexual come up. But then it happened, I started having feelings for her again. I thought I was done, but as we sat there enjoying each other's company, I couldn't help it. I started thinking about how I wanted to be her boyfriend, and it almost felt like I was. It was like the whole cuckold thing drifted away.But the drinks kept pouring. We were starting to. In the mall was a lingerie store. We stopped in to look around. I found a few things and decided to try them on. My favorite piece was a short, red, see-through nightgown. I invited him in to look. He mustve liked it because his eyes looked as though they were burning holes through my body. All he could utter was wow. I couldnt pass up an opportunity to tease him. I bent over so he was behind me and the mirror in front. The low-cut gown revealed my tits in the mirror. I asked again if he liked. Little did Spencer know that an angry group leader saved their lives, demanding the pilot return. It was the last ‘kind’ thing happening that day, the lieutenant, now wishing to bring honor to his family, decided not to waste any more ammunition on such unworthy foes. Spencer looked at the large-caliber bullet holes stitched across the lawn ending six feet from away. He turned back from the house, was sick to his stomach and lost his breakfast. ‘Bethany, honey, are you awake? It’s almost eight.