“Some of the people who’ve shone interest have been … well … not best suited to sharing with me. Nor would they have got on very well with my ...riends.” Susan’s flat was a great deal better appointed than Rosemary had imagined. How could it be so inexpensive? she wondered. It was quite high up in an apartment block, with a beautiful view of the city below. With some self-conscious nervousness, she pressed the buzzer, wondering what this Susan might be like. She vaguely imagined someone in a. ’ I just shook my head and got up to make us both something to eat. We continued our conversation as we prepared lunch. ‘I have every intention of sending you home after lunch and telling you to come back when you’re not talking so much crap. Slave reached out to you and all you did was pay her lip service. Can’t you see you’re allowing that animal that broke your arm to continue victimizing you? You’re allowing him to dictate how you should live your life. You came here, hoping that I would go. " Lovely," Denise gurgled. "I'd love to take on that many myself." We have practice tomorrow evening," Robert said."And I'm invited?" Denise asked, knowing she was more than welcome."We can use the gym after the game," Robert said. "The guys are gonna be wild for you." "I'm getting sort of wild right now," Denise said, cupping her tits."At least my cunt is."Her eyes drifted to the front of her son's pants, seeing his cock swelling along his thigh. Cindy, too, saw it. Her small hand moved out to. She looked so at ease there; naked between those two men. She struck up a conversation with me and the man beside her. There were some naked female dancers sitting with men; my sexy wife looked just like another strip dancer. She asked if we enjoyed their performance. I could see that she wanted to continue with the charade. The other man beside her said he thought that it was great but wished that he could have participated.We watched the other dancers for a while. Anita was playing with the.