Just be ready and willing to move fast when I get word, okay? Whoring isn't going to be a long term occupation for you. I promise." You really mean th...t? Promise?" she managed to get out between snuffles."I promise!" I said. To myself I thought: 'If it doesn't work out, then we're all dead anyway. I guess that could be seen as keeping my promise.' It was time to change the subject, so I asked: "What was all that whispering from Kristin about a mistress. I don't know if anyone else could hear it. I felt wonderful as she twitched in her orgasm while she was biting my lip. I could just think of that hot cum inside me. I felt like a bitch... i felt great.I asked her to pull out so I could lick her dick clean. She put it in my mouth and I sucked it dry enjoying her manhood inside me. I was in heaven with her juices inside every crevice of my body. Her cum tasted so good it was intoxicating. Her hands quickly found my own dick ready to explode. Her way of fucking me without touching my cock. She had imitated the mare at home and knelt on all fours for him to mate with her and he seemed to her to lack the vigour she expected and which the stallion had always delivered.Her father had died suddenly of a heart attack and one week after the funeral her newly married husband was killed suddenly. Bridget's world was shattered by these losses and she drank for consolation. Anti-depressants helped gradually on the road to a painful recovery and she returned to her mother's home to try to. I rode the bike home, promising to return the trade plates the next day.Insurance was easy enough to obtain but the tax-disc took a few days.I just loved my new toy.Pauline was ... a little less enthused. I persuaded her to ride pillion with me and we went a few miles into the country. After that, she reluctantly agreed it was 'quite fun' but made it clear she wasn't going to make a habit of it.And that, my friends, is the rather long-winded explanation of how I came to be where I am and owning.