He leaned forward, gripping the chair arms. “Why?”I shook my head and looked away. I didn’t dare answer that. Damn painkillers had me too off ba...ance.“But you’d still kill me if I took a drink.”“In a fucking heartbeat.” Anger gave me strength to snarl.“Why?”“What do you think Josephine would want? You think Josephine would want you to die that way? Rot away slowly? Or would she want it to be quick?”He sat back in the chair, his face grayed and drawn.“Jesus.” Definitely a prayer. “You made me. What a big lun was itf he fucked me very hard. After about 10-12 minutes, he was over. He kept on lying on me for another 2-3 minutes and then got up. He kicked me on my buttocks and said, g50 bucks were returned. Now it was the turn of second bidder. He bided 20 bucks for me. And my husband was pleased to give me to him for this much money. He was a good fucker and reminded me of early days of marriage. The third one was the lowest bidder. He bided only 5 bucks, but was a hard hitter. He. Others, including the stocky dark-skinned man he was talking with, had a keg of beer on an anti-gravity sled!Miguel looked puzzled, "Is that all? Hell, ground penetrating radar might be able to reach that far and give better detail. How big is it? What's it made of?"Budzinski stopped and turned to face the small man, blocking the companionway and causing a ripple effect of near collisions as everyone except Clark came to a halt. Clark stopped a few steps away and turned to see what was going on. "I've heard it's ... risqué." That's one way of putting it," I laughed. "You'd certainly be able to show off your weights." That would be so cool! Let's do it!"There was lust in her eyes and suddenly next weekend couldn't come soon enough.The week seemed to crawl by, but finally it was Saturday and we were ready to go. I prided myself on being opened minded, yet Entre Nous was unlike any club I'd ever heard of let alone patronized. It was designed to be a safe haven for women to explore their.