She sat up, “Oh God! Did I ever need that!”came from her lips. She looked so sexy and that was an image I wantedplanted in my mind. She ro...led off of me and lay on herback. I got up and found the towel that I had usedbefore and cleaned my cock of her pussy juice and mysperm. I wiped her pussy gently with the towel. Theafter glow was fantastic from her face. I lay back downon the bed beside her. She rolled over slightly and hadher pussy firmly next to my hip. With her right arm. I know I'm splitting hairs and playing word games here, but to go after one of the girls who had smiled at me would be cheating. What I did with Shelly, and hoped to do with her mother to me wasn't cheating, it was revenge. It was my way of sticking it to Tom for his sticking it in my wife.As I sipped my drink, watched the action and kept an eye on the door Mary would have to walk back in through I considered what I now knew. Mary's night out with the girls was actually Mary's night out with. It would be their turn to pay, and the average citizens chance to prosper. He swore new laws to this. The people accepted his promise and dismissed the concerns voiced by them as self-preservation. Desperate attacks by those willing to do anything to stop their chance at a larger piece of the pie. He saw an armed guard in front of a lamppost, as they got closer. Guns, he thought, what a great campaign tool. He remembered the bloodshed that had gripped the streets of the nation as he campaigned.. I've got to collect Niklos from the Centre and drive up to the West Riding. Mrs. Palmer's expecting us for lunch. I should be back about five o'clock or just after. What are you up to, my dear?''I'll get Stanislous organised with painting the shed and cutting some logs, then I'll sort out the correspondence. I may have a lie down this afternoon. I've not been sleeping too well.' Mrs Grandage, who had slept like a top in the bedroom next to her husband's - an arrangement she had insisted on for.