”“I know what it means,” Ellen abruptly broke Joan’s sentence, “How did you convince Officer Zona? When did you have the time to bribe her?�...� Joan seemed surprised by the question, “bribe her? I had no need to bribe her, like I had no need to bribe Shirley, women just want to have sex with me, is that so hard to believe?” Ellen thought about and even though it made sense her mind told her something was wrong, her mind still screamed, “RUN AWAY!”Being a girl, I enjoy cum as much as the next girl.. Roberto spoke to me in gutter French calling me a lot of dirty names and emphasizing each insult with his hardness in my most sensitive place between my legs. I finally gave up because he was convinced that both Adele and I were bad girls from the bar and there was no changing that in his mind. I decided to go along with my assigned role and let him have his jollies. Actually, his relentless persistence was exciting to me because it made me feel like a sexy woman and that is exactly what I. Gary insisted on picking up the tab to thank us for our hospitality.Anyone eavesdropping on our conversation from an adjacent table would have concluded that Marc and I were a completely normal couple who were entertaining my brother from out of town. No one would have detected anything salacious or inappropriate.We arrived home, around nine o’clock. I showed my brother our guest suite and guest bathroom while Marc poured two glasses of Scotch for Gary and him, and a glass of Chardonnay for. Time had gotten away from me. Around the time he blew his load there was a knock at the door. I remembered the pizza guy! Damn, there he was with a cold six-pack and a silly/apprehensive grin on his face! His car was parked beside my little pick-up…turned off…he wasn’t a bad looking guy and was married. I gave him a big smile, told him to wait and I’d give him a tip for being so kind…he said it wasn’t necessary, stepped into the room and closed the door. I smiled and said…“Hon, you should lock.