‘Other girls. Not me. You should get that in your head, if you really want me to move in with you.’ ‘Why? I thought that was decided?’ ‘Well... yes … still. Your constant flirting is making me feel uncomfortable at times though.’ ‘Those must be very rare I reckon. Every time I look you seem to enjoy it.’ ‘Plonker, you wish.’ She threw one of the sofa cushions at him but he managed to dodge it. It went somewhere behind his back and hit something that fell down and broke. Sarah started swearing and. I have always been a whore and wanted to advertise it." She told me."And you can't grow any hair on your cunt?" I asked."No, I can't. Mistress Kathy had me do the electrolysis, so no hair would grow. I used to have quite a bush down there." She told me"Does that hurt? Mistress Pam said she is going to have it done to me and I don't like to be hurt." I asked."Not as bad as the tattoo, but it is a little painful. But I know you can handle it. You are a tough girl." She said.By then we got to the. I wanted to be fucked until I lost count of the number of my orgasms, and then more until I passed out with the excess of pleasure. Most of all I wanted to be fucked in my asshole, something I couldn't persuade my husband to do. And then I wanted to wake up the next morning with my cunt and asshole red and gaping, my pussy lips swollen and throbbing, and with dried cum in my hair and smeared over my face and boobs and belly, and running down my thighs and ass cheeks.Sometimes when my husband. On one day she was in the intensive care unit, having a rough time of it. He stopped by to see her and she was walking in the hallway with physical therapy. They were about to stop. The therapist said she didn’t have her walking music, so she was having trouble getting into the “zone”. “Got you covered” was his response. He pulled out his cell phone and brought up a video on YouTube then hit play…the theme song from the Lone Ranger! She slowly turned to look at him with a stare that said,.