Gina had to leave and I refused to go with her. Stupid me. They let me into the game. Before I knew it I was down twenty thousand dollars. There was n... way I could pay them without my husband learning and that would lead to a complete downfall of everything.I agreed to spend the night with the one I owed the money to. I let him fuck me with the others watching in order to gain two weeks to find the money. Then, desperate, I went to Gina for help.She picked up on the fact that fucking and being. ‘Maybe even stop for gas. I’ll give you an hour to get set up.’ ‘Right, we’ll be waiting for you,’ Bill said. ‘Be careful.’ Martin put the phone back in its holder and slowed down to the speed limit. The black car was still back there, keeping pace with him. ‘James County A-1 from James County Fifteen,’ his radio squawked. Martin picked up the microphone. ‘A-1 on, go ahead James County Fifteen,’ he said. The radio call was from Sergeant Greg Atkinson, a deputy the James County Sheriff’s. Anyway, my roommate would usually read over my shoulder and throw in her thoughts here and there. But on this one particular night, I told her to help me come up with something totally and completely out of the ordinary, and the story below is the result…ENJOY!! ============= When last we left them, Bolt and Paige were in the throws of passion when Bolt’s ex-wife, Rainbow, (who as y’all remember was presumed dead when her hot air balloon sprung a leak over the Swiss Alps) appeared on his. I tucked my hand in between her legs and leaned over to kiss her. Her beautiful lips tasted so sweet and I let my tongue flicker over them as we kissed. I heard her little gasp of breath as I started to use the tip of my thumb to massage her clit through her panties while I probed her mouth more deeply with my tongue.“Oh, man, now I know why Eduardo looks at you like that’” she panted. I saw her nipples hardening and pressing through the thin fabric of her T shirt. I moved my hand up to rub.