She had to ask. ?So, if you don?t mind me asking, what?s it like???What?s what like???The doll. What?s it like doing it with the doll??I mixed us each...another drink.?It?s good.? I said. ?Like a real woman, but without any talk.?Chris surprised me when she said, ?Cool. Sounds like the perfect thing for a single guy.?I laughed. ?You?d be surprised at how many married guys have them.??Really???Oh yes. I?ve even read where some guy?s wives like to watch. Sort of like a threesome without the worries. The next morning was pure hell for Rose. Every joint hurt, every muscle protested, whenever she moved. Yet, when they tallied their wins of the day before, when she saw that they had panned almost four ounces of gold dust, she forced herself to her feet and followed Jim to their placer.The next days and weeks became a repeating pattern of getting up to a hurried breakfast, working the sluice box until noon, wolfing down a hasty meal, returning to the work, and dropping into bed at sundown for. He said that he had been driven to find a lover because I was so utterly useless in bed (which probably had been true but after my weekend with Paul was certainly not true now) and that fucking me was like fucking a sack of potatoes (this might have been true too but it was still cruel). I said the problem was him, his tiny cock (I wanted to hurt him – it isn’t small at all) and useless technique (which was true but partly my fault) and that if he wanted to know what I was really like in bed he. .I bet you didn't know your wife got high like this." and she snorted up a line up each nostril. She did the same for me which I obliged. Nadine stood up and walked towards her husband, lit a cigarette, exhaled and said "one thing Brenda has to know." "You know that game we play where we each name a couple of friends we like?" she asked him. Steve responded "Yes..but..." "No buts......tell Brenda who it is you told me you liked." Steve responded almost in a wisper.