She was an inquisitive lover, always willing to try something and appeared to enjoy it. We fell asleep very late and I woke up to her screaming at me....Myn was crying. My self-confident new friend? My potential lover? This girl had hurt her savagely."She accused me of taking advantage of her, of getting her drunk. She said the most hurtful things to me, at me, and at lesbians in general. It took a while and a few friends of mine helped me understand. She was reacting to herself, not to me. She. Future? What future?I thought that I was now finally finished with this ordeal.But no!Margo pulled up my pink shirt and exposed my abdomen.She pinched some of my flesh together and then inserted a needle.She had pieced by belly-button! Yikes!She retrieved a brass ring with the letter 'S,' and inserted it into thehole.I now had a stomach ring! And marked with my mistress, 'S's, (Sara.Yikes!Finally, finally, I though this dreadful day would end.But no, Margo accused me of looking at her breasts. I knew her tongue would be trying to get half way down his throat. She always kisses like that when she is really hot. She broke the kiss and, half closing her eyes, practically snarled “Fuck me harder you bastard. Fuck me harder. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!” She was yelling now. So Ian fucked harder. This didn’t quieten her, just the reverse.I grabbed my digital camera and started to snap. We took it in turns, when Ian was fucking my wife I took shots and he did the same when I was. I’ll pair up the spotter with your sniper while you’re gone and use them as a reserve. I’m sorry but that’s the way it is,” he explained.I didn’t like the explanation, and I knew JT would like it even less, but there wasn’t anything we could do about it. I nodded and left.Just as I expected JT wasn’t any happier than I was with the turn of events. His exact words were, “Do what? To whose dog?” We both bitched and complained about the situation, but in the end, orders were orders. I left him.