He wrote on my forehead with bright red lipstick: Chief Want Cum, and painted arrows down my cheeks to my mouth. On my back, he wrote the same name, ...nd the arrows went all the way down my back and pointed to my ass.The men were obviously amused, and I loved all their snide remarks. They called me all kinds of names like "cum slut" and "little fuck toy". The man who brought me liked to refer to me as his "cum dumpster", and at parties he would introduce me as a "party favor" to the men. . And whatever he’s got he wants more of it until something else comes along. Speaking of which. Did you notice what an impression Katia Vyrobrovna made on him?’ Vivienne laughed. ‘Well let’s face it. He’s an irresistible flirt and she’s a real beauty. Does it bother you?’ ‘It used to, but not any more. He’s had his affairs for sure. God knows that’s how we got together, and the leopard doesn’t change his spots. Cliff’s idea of art is seducing some cute little sweetie like you Vi. I’m beginning. No one was good enough for her son, and the fact that he'd married a non-Catholic, not only in a CofE church but not even in Ireland, was too much for her. As soon as she knew that her precious son had walked out on her hated daughter-in-law, Jennifer was off to immigration, and six weeks later Viv was summarily ejected, despite objections from her employer."Don't let anyone tell you Ireland is a nice place," she told us. "It is cliquey, prudish yet salacious, and in many ways, outside of the. I heard her muffled giggle quite plainly, "Oh, like Friday" she said."Mmm. Something like that" I replied, "Something, cool and frothy perhaps" andlaughed.She joined in the laughter, then said "goodnight, see you tomorrow" and hung up.When I put the phone down I was surprised to find my breasts and nipples swollenand sensitive, and my pussy totally wet. And Daddy was surprised too when Iwalked into the kitchen and demanded that he fuck me on the kitchen table! butnot so surprised that he wasn’t.