.." I don't care what people think," she interrupted."I do," he smiled."What?" You, my dearest girlfriend, are a lady..." I'm a slut..." No you're not... You may not understand this, but deep inside of you is a lady in the purest sense of the word. You have honor, which is worth protecting and I will protect it, even if you won't!" he exclaimed."I'm a lady?" she murmured."Yes, now go to your bedroom so we can protect your reputation." OK ... am I really your lady?" she asked, as she climbed off. A few moment later in she popped from the bathroom drying herself off from the shower.“I guess I'm in trouble this morning with everyone being found like this, and last night?”Jayne freed me from the bed and I drank my tea,“Your not in trouble with me, but it depends how you act now I think, there downstairs doing breakfast, I would get a quick shower and trot down with the towel drying yourself off and see if there is anything you can do to help, there not dressed yet so your fine as you are.. She laughed. ‘That would be telling! How about taking me home? I’ll let you do some squeezing and groping of your own.’ We said our farewells and left. As was her habit when she’d had a few drinks and was feeling horny, Sarah unzipped my flies and went down on me the moment we were in the car. Fortunately, we were parked under some trees and there was little or no traffic. I have never met anyone who gives better blow-jobs than Sarah, so there was no way I was going to stop her. This occasion. One afternoon I was talking with Giuliana. She told me that I wouldreceive an e-mail from someone named Callie. It included her cellnumber, 'Giuliana has asked me to speak with you'. I called her withinthe hour."Can you send me an image of your face and body, please? I'm assumingthat you're dressed. Please spend a moment and make yourself as best youcan."The request was quickly sent for I had been dressed and fully made-upeach of the last ten days. Susan had stopped sleeping in the house overa.