I thought about it for a looooong time before I ever emailed one of them. But one day I did.I sent the email and waited nervously for a reply. After a...few emails confirming each other was real, and learning what she will do and what I want done. it was determined a "massage" was getting set up. All to be paid up front with cash only. All that week at work was normal till Friday night. I got home from work and she was going to be there in 5 hours. I couldn't believe it I was so nervous some. I later found out how wet she was from his foreplay. Jose saw this and then made his move with his fingers and started playing with my wife’s pussy for me to see. I could now see how wet she really was by glaze on his fingers as he withdrew from her pussy. At this point I was touching myself and watching in excitement as Jose then asked her if she would move herself onto his blanket with him. She then again looked over at me and I agreed. My wife knelt beside him where I had instructed her. "I held her tight. "What's wrong?"She looked me in the eyes, and I could see her trying to hold back tears."Last night, I was walking home from Louise's," another meeting of thecheerleading glee club, "when I was grabbed from behind and dragged intothe bushes. Then I... I was..." Raped?"Jennie nodded. "Now I got to get him off of me. I got to get clean."She tried to push past me to the bathroom, but I didn't... I couldn't lether shower. "Jennie, no. We've got to get you to the hospital.". .. !” Gordon became very upset and everything, but just as he started to rant at me, the spirit cut him off.“He’s not wrong, you know,” the spirit spoke up.“Who, what the Hell?” Gordon slipped and cursed, covering his mouth as he realized what he did.“Language, dear!” Sheila scolded him like a little boy or something.“Yes, dear! Sorry!” Gordon obediently answered like the henpecked wimp that he was.“Wow, she’s got your balls in a tiny glass jar, doesn’t she?” I needled both of them now, making.