Very easy to be paid to enjoy myself. I found the address and knocked on the door. This woman, Abby, answered the door. I had naturally dressed slutty...but she had outdone me by a mile. About 30, tall, huge breasts encased in a latex corset. Suspender and stockings, high heels and no knickers. Fully shaved and looking delicious. “Come in honey. Let me introduce you to my husband, Fred” she said “he wants to see me with another woman. Is that ok?” I told her that I was prepared for anything. Of. She had deep, expressive green eyes. Her skin had a pinkish glow to it, although she had on makeup. Her red hair, which she had up in a bun-type style, glimmered with redness in the light of the lamp behind her. She wore a pretty, light blue dress with stockings beneath. She was a slight woman, maybe 5'4 and probably no more than 115 lbs. I assumed she was in her late 30's. I never asked her age.She waited for a reaction. "Wow, Mrs., uh Kay!" was about all I could muster. I felt myself blowing. " "Yes , u told me u would be back in a few hours ." "Well I ran into a good friend and we lost track of the time" . She said "who is she?" And I said "come here " and she walked up to Corey and I . She said "who are u ?" And he said "I'm Corey , nice to meet u " and she gave him a dirty look ."why are u guys here." And I said "he walked me home " and she said " u didn't rape her , did u?!? . Because I don't need any godamn gran children !" And he said "no of corse not. " his answer was perfect. I nodded. “Yeah, her name is Katrina.”Alyssa looked at me then with a frown. “Where did you find her?” Her tone suggested I bought Katrina rather than met her.I shot her the glare she deserved and said, “She was the TA for the psych class I had at the beginning of the semester.”Mom and Alyssa shared a look. Mom scooted around in her chair to face me more directly. “The TA in your psych class?”I nodded. “After we started dating, I switched to another psych class, so there wouldn’t be a.