I could not afford injury as I had a tourney in less than two weeks."Okay, okay," I said and began to kiss her toes. A stinging slap resounded acros... my face."You little whore. I see the lust in your eyes each day and how your cock hardens each time I take my shoes off. You little fish. Didn't you know I was just playing with you? I could have had you anytime I wanted." You like my ass, don't you?" Speak up." "Now kiss it. Kiss my fucking ass you dirty little whore."My cock throbbed;. Only my mother called after the birth of my kid.Now, this incident happened when my child was about 8 months old. My husband was out of town on official tourfirst knew that his wife was safe as his brother is there. The door was closed but not locked as usual. (Everybody in this house knows that when my door is closed, it means am doing some private work and nobody should disturb me. ) I was feeding breast milk to my kid, turning away from the door, that is, my back was towards the door. I was. All they wanted was ten percent of the profit they make for you, from now on." Heck! They should have been paid ten percent for the work they've done already." It's your money. I'm sure they'd appreciate some sign of appreciation." You're right."For all my complaining about their hick lifestyle, they really are good people." I'm glad you've come to that realization." Oh, I think I've always known it. I just wouldn't admit it." You certainly turned out differently, if you had lived with them,. Now she found herself considering if any of them were looking at her in the same way as a man might, and that thought made her feel a little funny when she considered it.Another consideration that had crept into her thoughts during those last months before Carol had moved out was that if anyone else knew about her roommate, would they by inference conclude that she shared the same interests? The idea of guilt by association eventually had become so strong that she had wondered if asking Carol.