"What if it makes you lose faith in me?" He sang. A tear rolled down his cheek, but his voice remained steady. He didn't like to show weakness, and ha... therefore capped his emotions long ago. Crying at all was nearly impossible at this point. "Don't lose hope...and don't let go..." His back was to her, but she knew he was crying. His voice wouldn't betray it, nor would his body language in any way, but having been with him for so long, she just knew. The song ended and she wasn't sure what to. Their 'mates' were well fed, clean and groomed. The furry 'friends' were also well acclimated to their 'jobs'! They had 'done' this plenty of times with their mistresses.From the interviews we (my wife went with me whenever possible to add legitimacy or BAIT for our mission) found that most of the performers "DID IT" at home with their charges. In fact, they had been 'doing it' for erotic kinky fun long before they took the act on stage for pay! (And I thought men were the more perverse. ”“That’s right. We were. Jack told me all about you butI didn’t believe you were this beautiful.”Both wives kept starring at Leon’s large arms and hiswide shoulders. Neither woman was ever attracted to ablack man before but both found him very handsome andcharming. Their conversation went from talking abouthow Leon and Jack met to the women asking Leon abouthow much he worked out to keep in such great shape.Leon seemed to have both wives’ attentions as. "Fuck it the cow will have hidden it in her room I'm getting it back,"said Mark.Mark headed upstairs and entered his sister Beth's room the faint smellof perfume assaulted his nose as he frantically searched "Crap where thehell has she fucking put it" just them his search was interrupted by thesound of the front door opening followed by footsteps coming up stars."Shit it's Beth she catches me in here I'm screwed." Not wanting to becaught Mark in a state of panic hid in his sisters walk in.