So Perrin had decided to check every club in the area, while his wife thought he was working, looking for her. Perrin was drunk and spilled his guts a...out being thinking Jenny was sexy and being really attracted to her.Jenny had told me before that she thought he wasnt a bad looking guy and could do better than his wife, so she was flattered. That comment had pissed me off when she said it but thats another story.Perrin said he really wanted to get a dance from my wife in the V.I.P. Jenny was. ” Claire says her voice quiet and breaking as she tries to hold back tears over the pain and humiliation she is feeling but instead of getting a reply Kelly slaps her again, harder this time so hard that it would have knocked her over if Kelly wasn’t still holding onto her with her other hand.“I’ll slap you as much as I fucking want.” Kelly growls proving she means what she says when she slaps Claire again a second later.“Not the slapping.” Claire sobs feeling tears escape her eyes and roll. “See,” I said pointing through the window “Sampling a new whore!”She was naked bent at the waist suckling someone’s cock while someone else stood behind poking her from behind. I couldn’t see if it was in her womb or ass hole but she had her hands on the chas hips as she sucked him so she didn’t seem to be in any distress or feel any urgency to escape.“Good god its Miss Katherine!” some fool interjected. He earned a slap across his face from the flat side of the leader’s sword for his. Getting the wig right had taken her a quarter of an hour and repacking the getaway outfit longer. She was no longer Lindzi the Dom. She was now the character she called the skank, a character she hadn’t even thought to give a proper name yet. The brunette wig was swapped for a long black wig with purple streaks. The skank carefully packed the brown wig back into the tube. She could always shoplift another pantsuit: Nordstrom had racks of them. Stealing a made to measure wig is a fool’s risk:.