I got her a glass of wine and took her to the couch, and let her cry herself out some. I even held her for a bit, which she was welcoming a great deal... My thoughts were of him, doing this to her. She is a very nice person and does not need to go through something like this.After a bit, I finally asked her what she wanted to do. Her response shocked the hell out of me, because Sandy doesn’t normally talk this way.“What I’d love to do right now is take you into your bedroom, get naked and let you. But ...' She fell silent when someone in the store called for her. In response, she looked furious at the curtain, stumbled 'better get dressed,' and disappeared. I peeked into the shop, saw two more sales assistants who seemed to argue with her when a customer approached the three, and the discussion ended. I left the fitting wearing my new purchase, a white crop top and an open blazer. Chrissy dropped by, excused herself for the trouble her colleagues had made, whispered that she would be. But, he had to know some of these things before he left Jean here even though she had done so much to him in the last few hours. He would at least ask a few questions to ease his own mind if he could find the right places.Later, after he had pulled himself from his bed and shaved and showered, he had coffee downstairs at the restaurant and planned out his days itinerary. He had called the airline office and found that he could get the plane for Paris with direct connections to New York at seven. " "Yes Mother" all said at one time. "Now, slut, you want my sons to train you to enjoy real men?" "Oh yes, please, please fuck me." I heard myself saying. "You gave her the d**g already Winston?" "Yes Mother." he said. "But I never took any d**gs." I protested. "Dear, she said very close to my face, d**gs can be given in many ways. In your case, He slipped it into you pussy while playing with you at the movies. Didn't you notice you wanted to fuck more?" "Yes, yes I did, but I love fucking.