I know that's how it should be but I'm still very attracted to you. I love the way you walk, all relaxed and confident. At the end of the path, there...s a small hedge that overlooks the beach and you stop. I put my arms around you from behind and kiss the back of your neck. You take my hands in yours and raise them to your mouth, kissing my fingers. This gentle, intimate gesture takes me by surprise and I pull away. "Hey - what's the matter?" you ask as you turn to face me. "I'm sorry" is all I. Cringing in fear, she waited for a strike as she struggled to get up."Stay on your fours bitch. Come." He snapped the leash and tugged her forward. Tears now dripping from her eyes again, she crawled through the dirt attempting to keep up with him. As he led her out the barn door, her eyes were assaulted with daylight. For a moment, she could only follow blindly, crawling across gravel until she felt soft grass beneath her. He walked her around the back side of the barn to a water spigot fit. While I rubbed my face, she grabbed my phone.“Who is Ella, Scarlett, Jo, and Shirley?” she asked.“My girlfriends,” I said.Another slap!A look of revelation came over her face, “You are the guy that is getting prostitutes to pay you to fuck them for money, aren’t you?”I slapped her, although not nearly as hard as she had me.“Using your terminology, I am the prostitute ... they are my clients!”This time I put my hand up to stop her slap.“You said you’ve made love six times, but there are only. As he explained how big her tits were and her big ass and wet pussy. I started getting aroused, and he must have noticed. He asked if he could ask a personal question, I said sure.He asked if I ever masturbated, stunned I said no. He said I should, it helps relieve tension. I said I'll try it later. Stopping in Houston, the other people got off. As we went back on the freeway I mind wandered and I thought about what he said about his lady friend. Bill must have noticed the bulge in my pants..