That was one of the main reasons for the popularity of the cudgel.When Martino got too tired for more practice, I sat at a table and drew some sketche... of what I wanted for the blade of Mara’s stabbing spear. I had the design worked out by the time I needed to go fetch Mara from the bordello. There were no big items of excitement this time, so we walked home without any more than the usual caution.On the way home, I told Mara of my adventure with Giani, and she was appalled at his treachery,. Your pussy feels full of fingers. You squirm about,until they finally make their way out. Has he finally listenedto your high pitched plea?You crouch there, feeling violated for a moment, then....You hear the unmistakable sound of a rubber glove being snappedon. Your head swivels and you stare at him in disbelief. Smiling,he nods. Your asshole is next. Your upper body is pushed down,squashing breasts onto the table. You squeal, for the cold metalsends shivers through your already. If we miss another rent payment, we’ll be thrown out onto the streets.’ She broke down and cried now. I held her while she tried to put herself together. I felt her bones point through her back. She had not been eating as well. Quietly I cursed my son. Such a pig-headed stubborn fool, just like his mother. Poor Donna had chosen wrong and now was living to regret her decision. I liked Donna. She was always kind to me, and tried to mend the fences between her husband and me. The two of us were. I tried to be sexy but I am sure it was awkward and comical now that I look back at it. I placed my warm panties in his hand. We were both in shock and my heart was pounding through my chest. The dark wet spot on the crotch of my pink panties was right there on top as we both looked at them in his hand. “It looks like my secret is out just like yours!”My knees were weak as I stood there. I looked down at his penis and then back into his eyes and said, ”there is an option that could help us both.