She knew what she was,she wasn't proud of it, but honest enough to admit it to herself andothers.She always had a story to tell about one of her adven...ures in one oranother of the places she had lived. Consequently, she was very popularat the club, holding court at the last large booth in the back. Onewould never find her wanting for company; there would always be two orthree people of various genders listening intently as she spun hertales.When Cody entered the bar she saw Gypsy in the back. I couldn't get the image of Mark fucking her like a cheap little slut out of my head. The thought of the girl I love being used by this late middle aged wanker just turned me on so much.I decided to just go with it. We started walking towards the lift and Holly was stumbling so Mark suggested that she put her arms around our necks and we would support her to the hotel room. She agreed. As we got to the lift and walked in, the doors shut and I noticed that Mark was groping her amble tits. His. The thing about treating adult women as incompetent minors in this situation is that it's like a Trojan Horse that in the future can be used to reverse women's rights and go back to the old way of treating women as minor children. Because if it's okay to treat women as minors in having sex, then why not move the laws and attitudes a little more in the historical direction and deny women the right to do something else?Once you compromise on your principles and you don't have any, then there is. Fortunately, Mathew made sure they were always stocked well. Jamie had laid out a series of salads with cold chicken and salmon. The food, the wine, the outdoor setting and the conversation was simply perfect. Mathew could not help but be proud of Jamie. Not only was this a terrific dinner, but she was the perfect hostess who looked absolutely beautiful. By the time it was getting dark and they got the fire going they were well into the fourth bottle of wine. The conversation was upbeat, funny.