Anyway, I didn't need to fuss much with my appearance. I slicked on some coral lipstick and stepped into a pair of white, high-heeled sandals an... I was ready to go. The club was moderately crowded. I scanned several busy tables for a minute before I saw the one in the corner where a man sat alone with a silver bucket and a bottle of wine. Although I was looking at him from behind, where I could see nothing but the blonde curl that hung down like an inverted question mark. Wray warned me, that he would be putting on a lot of weight now that he had stopped fighting. He came from an overweight family and had to work extremely hard to keep his weight down. Liberated from his extreme fitness regime, he said the weight would simply pile on. Personally, couldn’t wait for this to happen.On Saturday, we visited a leather shop and got rigged out. We bought butt-plugs, poppers, and dildos, in addition to our two leather outfits. He also acquired medication to help him. .. I - I mean we- both love you and you are a part of us now."Greg had remained quiet through their conversation. He looked up to see a tear in Traci's eye as she listened to Mandy. Now he moved his hand from Mandy's tummy to place it around Traci's back. "What she said goes for me too. I love you as well and want you to know that you are very much a part of us. I can't imagine you not being here with us."Traci reached over and pulled Greg down close to Mandy then reached across to kiss Greg. Her clitoris had become firm and now fallen prey to the strokes of his thumb. His fingers at last penetrated her, and try as she might, she could not contain her voice. It was little more than a soft squeak, but to her, it sounded louder than the trumpets of Armageddon. His fingers stirred inside her with dexterity she didn’t know was possible, like the tendrils of a lecherous demon.Fresh tears fell from her eyes from the pain and disgust of this man inside her, violating both her flesh and her.