I gave her one final squeeze, then I let her go. She whirled away, wiping at her cheeks while her shoulders trembled.I pulled Paris to me, kissing my ...ich-bitch sex slave hard on the lips. She quivered against me. At least I had today to fuck her. To use her. She would probably go back to being that annoying cunt again. At least I would have my memories.If I survived...I released Paris and turned to Aurora. My sex slave stared at me, her green eyes brimming with tears. She rubbed her hands. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could. "I'll direct you from there." To where?" he asked."Paradise."His left arm was still wrapped around my neck so he could play with my tits. With the Art Mobile in third the shift was out of the way so his right hand occupied my swampy crotch and he proceeded to insert two fingers into my slot. When Kathy shifted into fourth the lever drove his fingers even deeper, sending the transmission's vibes straight to my G spot. I thought Wow! This could be habit forming.Fifteen minutes and several. She poured everyone more coffee then went back inside. I could hear her making more coffee. When she came out she sat on my lap and curled up tucking her legs under her.Denise wasn't very big except for her tits. She was very short, just a tad overweight but a big soft double D on top. I'm not real big, not as big as Charlie is, but Denise actually felt small, like a little kid curled up in my lap. I felt protective and had to analyze how I really felt about this girl.Charlie and Shawna.