Did you know that?"Cindy's mouth formed an "O." "I knew you had training in self defense, but that's all. What happened?!" I knocked his drunk ass out..." said Claire, simply."You did not!" gasped Cindy."Boot to the head," said Claire. She frowned. "Where did that come from? Actually, it was my bare heel to his chin. It was automatic. I didn't even think about it. He dropped so hard I was afraid I'd killed him. But all he did was sleep until morning. It was then that the part about the hooker. I had no interest in any of their wives - I wanted to watch them with mine. I looked at Mark and then deliberately shot the cue ball into the corner pocket even though the eight ball was at the other end of the table. Mark looked at me as understanding dawned on him and then he smiled and said, "Come on guys, let's go collect our winnings."I followed them upstairs and into a bedroom. Becky was lying on the bed with her legs spread and her skirt up around her waist. Her cunt hair was matted with. ” They walk in, the manager says, “Mark, I heard the news, woo! Who is this?” Angela says, “Pappy, you don’t recognize your sweet niece?” “Angela?” The waitress caught dead in her tracks seeing her like this. Mark says, “We’re rather starving so you can gasp later Uncle Tim.” Tim says, “Heather, get my niece and nephew one of the best tables in the house!” “Right this way…” Mark and Angela follow her to the table. People stared in disbelief, a few women got mad at their spouses but nothing too. The cramps soon subsided, but it seemed to take forever before there was nothing left to expel. I washed my bottom and returned to the bedroom to find Mistress already dressed.Mistress Chris was wearing a black leather halter-top, which pushed her magnificent breasts up very alluringly. Her black leather skirt came to mid-thigh. She had high black leather spike- heeled boots that went up beneath her skirt. I was stunned by her beauty! She looked every bit the dominatrix I wanted to serve. I was.