" He replied."Yeah but she still must have liked cock. After all she married you and had a baby." I wrote back.He seemed to go silent for a long time ...nd I wondered if I had upset him. Then he sent a reply."It was my fault! After we were married I ran into my old girlfriend from school. I still had the hots for her. She seemed to want it too. So, we started fucking. I know it sounds bad but it was a real turn on fucking my wife and then going to her place and fucking her too!" He wrote."Well. He was a bit nervous and he played with his cock trying to get it hard. I pulled down my pants and stepped out of them. My clit was already hardening so it was protruding out of my slit. I pulled my swelling lips back and showed him my big clit. He gasped: "Wow! That is so fuckin' nice". And then: "Can I touch it?"I was aching for his touch. His finger grazed my clit and i gasped: "Oh, that feels good. Why don't you feel how wet I am?" He moved his finger down my slit and felt my hot pussy. I was reluctant to join in, as I knew if I got a question wrong, I would be in my undies!! Anyway, I was talked into it. It was not long before the bottle stopped at me - phew, I got the answer correct, what a relief!! So the game went on, gradually other folk were peeling off layers of clothes. Again it stopped at me, this time I was not so lucky, (who actually knows the score in the first rugby world cup final!!), so I took a swig of my drink and took off my dress. The cheers went up as I was. Mother and I don't have sex anymore." Never? You might as well be in one of those metal cages. A lot ofsisters wear them." No need," I said. "We're caged by disuse. I've taken a vow of chastity." That's tough. But still, I like this life," Ruth said one day. "It makesa lot more sense to me. Our roles are more defined." I fought it," I said. "I thought Mother went too far."Ruth wrinkled her brow. "I you think about it, you and Mother Theresa,it's kind of like a maid and her mistress, isn't it?".