Well, that evening, we were grilling out at my house, and we all had a bit of wine. The family was in the living room and she was in the kitchen weari...g a sundress, and I could see her huge nipples poking through the sheer top, and it was all I could do not to hammer her on the kitchen table!!! I walked around her, brushing her perfect round ass, and feeling tipsy and brave, I gave her a sniff on the nape of her neck, a light kiss behind her ear, and put a hand on her groin, lightly rubbing,. By dint of persistence and by paying out bribes to many men, he eventually traced her, after several false alarms when he found women of similar descriptions in some very odd places performing some very outré services for their owners, or their owners' clients. Normally he left them there, as he did not wish to buy women and he had no quarrel with these men, for they were not those who had stolen or bought his wife.He even bought one Italian woman who fitted her description and the date of sale. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * This didn’t start with the Super Bowl. Charlotte and I have been in each other’s faces since we were hired together six years ago. It’s just that this football season seems to have brought things to a head. We are both. I've met thousands of people in the last few years, and I've only seen three healthy, stable relationships with three people. I knew these two guys who were models, and they were a gay couple. They were good friends with a girl who was a photographer's assistant, and one night they were hanging around drinking together, and she bet them a thousand dollars that if they gave it an open-minded try she could convert them both back to being straight in one night. Now the three of them have been.