****************** Eventually the door opened and an older well dressed man entered the room with two armed goons discretely by his side. This was one...the big bosses, I guessed. He gave curt orders to have the women taken down and they were unbound and dragged off to the holding cage, still unmoving and unconscious. He pulled up a chair and straddled it, sitting facing me, looking me over. ‘Do you know my name, Mr. Peter Wells?’ He asked. I said I didn’t, and he then hit right to heart of the. " Hey. Sorry to wake you." Petra begins stripping down."It's fine. I wasn't really sleeping anyway." He says, smiling as he watches his wife get naked. Soon enough, she removes her bra to show off her sizable breasts. Next, she pulls down the jeans and underwear that hugged her wide hips, revealing the patch of black hair above her slit. Now completely naked, she crawls into bed."You know, I've been thinking about the whole swinging thing." Yeah... I'm still not sure about it." Well, is the. Who knows what diseases that skank is carrying? So I got a full test right away, and another one just before I left California. Some diseases have an incubation period. Even if he used a rubber, I was taking NO chances, and I wouldn’t put it past the whore to go without!”“So she’s not on your Christmas Card list?” I asked.“Only if I can send her a letter bomb! But hey, if she wants the cheating sack of shit, he’s all hers.”“Remind me not to piss you off!”“Then say ‘yes’ to dessert!” she. She was looking at Jezebel’s boobs. But she was drunk. Was she bisexual? Did she like girls? She knew one thing. Jezebel liked her. As she was thinking about this, her phone vibrated. It was Jezebel. It read:“Did you now? You’re not so bad yourself,” With an emoji attached to it.She then opened Grace’s message and texted back:“Yeah, what’s up?”At that point for her, it just got a little more complicated. She looked at the time. It was time to get to her first class.She got out the bed.