. Fuck me..." Adrienne moaned gutturally in rhythm with my heavy, powerful lunges. She was still blindfolded after all this time – I sorta considere... it payback for all the times she'd left me in a similar state. "Fuck my slutty asshole..."I did as she asked, although I was doing so quite methodically now. I wasn't going slow, per se, but I was concentrating more on force than speed. Steadily, and dropping as much weight into my thrusts as I could, I really POUNDED the shit out of my. If you weren’t a stand up guy, I wouldn’t even begin to tell you. Please don’t hate Sarah or me either.”“So tell me, what is so bad?” I asked.“You’re going to hear about it soon enough anyway cause it’s now on public record. Benny, that’s the guy that I fixed Sarah up with, gave us the clap.”“Huh?” I was stunned.“Last Friday night we all went out, then to Mandy’s. We stayed Friday and all day Saturday. Sarah had said she needed somebody to take care of her itch, so Benny did that,” Adrian said. I should be home in an hour or two; I just got off my flight. I miss you, love. Happy birthday!"That sealed it for me ? this Jamie had to be better than the other. Had to be. If he wasn't, then why would I be here? That was what the old man had meant, hadn't he? I had heard correctly. How had he put it?I remembered, and mumbled to myself. "Don, sometimes people just don't click together the way they are, and it's no one's fault when it happens. Remember that."I smiled. "The way we were," I. I'd been fantasizing about Scarlett for months and if she wanted freaky, I needed to get my act together, take and deep breath, and suck it up. "Hold on," I began. "I-I-I'm a special guy. You'll have to be patient and show me the ropes?" Hmmm," Scarlett said as she let the robe fall open again. "So you like ropes huh?" No, I just meant..." I know what you meant, dummy, I'm just giving you some shit. But to let you know what I mean, I think a little bondage might make this whole scene even.