And I mean now! I mean, out of a job! One you worked so hard to get! And you killed a man, and with your bare hands!" she said. "You've really done it...this time." "He was a bad man," I said. "I have no words, Red. I have no damn words! I insist that you get counseling. I'll have Marty cover you in the legal stuff if that guy's relatives come after you, but by God you are going to get counseling. Sometimes, Red, you scare even me," she said. "Now, wait a minute, Darla. I've never, ever, laid. He was semi-hard. “I hate to destroy your fantasy about being with those two women, but they swing different.” The band struck up an electric Techno rhythm as Lindsey watched a woman in disco outfit slithering toward their table. The woman was short, wearing a long blonde curly wig and multi-colored head wrap along with a flirty short skirt that was slit to the waist and leaving nothing to the imagination. She reached out and took a sip from Steven’s drink then motioned for him to stand.. ?We were really clicking, I actually liked her and sensed she liked me too. ?We got up and ordered sandwiches, I started to pay for mine but she told me that she would pay for everything when we were together, I would be her "kept man". ?I sort of liked the idea, it was part of her domination of me. ? We discovered we liked the same type of runs, steep and deep powder runs. ?She was definitely a risk taker and she understood that I was also. After lunch we walked to the "Pleasure Chest" and. Angela had visions of herself with collar and leash on, with Amanda sitting on the couch, she on her knees, doggy humping her daughter’s leg, panting and whining for relief, adding it to her fantasy of being serviced by Donnie.? Angela cried out in mental and physical frustration, her clit felt like it was on fire as her pussy yearned for attention, so close and yet so far. Amanda shifted her attention to her mother sore erect nipple, ?Looks like these, rock solid marbles, they’re telling me.