Together they make a pact; they would chance one last bet that would leave the loser doing naughty and risky stuff devised by the other two. The bet w...uld yield naughtier and riskier results than ever before. This had been inspired one night after watching that classic school soft-porn flick, Triple-Dog Dare.They called it a Triple-Bitch Dare wager, the crowning glory to the years together as the Thriller B's. They also wanted the daring bet payment and punishment to be a real bitch to pull off. Greg however, kept busting my chops telling me all kinds of crap that she was well into her 50's and would I like to bet. Well, to shut him up, I took the bet, and the next time she went through my check out line, and knowing she would have some White Zinfandel wine, I told her she didn't look old enough to be purchasing alchohol, and may I see her ID ?She told me she was was old enough to be my Mother, and with a very nice smile, she produced her drivers license. I looked at it quickly, then. And true to the Temple's reputation, I was recharged to full capacity after each one.After three days at the Temple where each girl got to be with me twice each day, I had an opportunity to use all three holes of each girl including my queen, Tara. But I had a kingdom to run and I didn't want to be gone from it for too long.And so regretfully, we all left the Temple of Pazuzu Pei, but with promises to return again. We made our way back down the mountain to Kupolinis and back to my duties as. How can a human being sink so low?Her head is low, turned sideways, one cheek resting on the backs of her hands. Her hands flattened, pressing the ground. Her elbows are tucked tight against her gaunt ribs. Scabby knees tucked under her, almost touch her elbows. Her still shapely ass is elevated in the air. Her labia, seen from ¾ rear, are puffy and swollen, like a bitch in heat. Sally lifts a hand to dig and scratch at her head. Fleas? Lice?A huge wolfish hound approaches and sniffs her.