Dad broke open another beer but neither Jenny nor I wanted any more alcohol. A game show was on the TV but I was more interested in Jenny's thoughts. ...he envisioned the bridge club as being some sort of wild sex swap group and her imagination ran riot with the activities they got up to. However, we found out later, that her thoughts were very close to being correct. Her mental plans for dealing with mother were also vivid and extreme. At one point she had mother stripped and tied to a chair so. When she finished she walked over to her vanity and sat down and looked at herself in the mirror - critically.Not to bad she thought at least not for a 37-year-old woman. No appreciable fat in my arms, legs or butt and no sag, yet, of my 34D breasts. Mary scooted back in the vanity chair, spread her legs and looked down at her womanhood. She reached down with her left hand and slowly spread her outer vaginal lips, her labia, to reveal her large clitoris. She looked in the mirror and saw that,. Like what, has she sleep around? Fuck no. She knows-”“-No. Like have you ever, let someone else have a go with her.”“Oh, like threeways and whatnot? Only once, but we were all pretty drunk so I-”“-No no no.” Russ said exasperated. “I mean have you ever loaned her out for a favor or payment?”The room was quiet at this point.“No. I mean its never really crossed my mind.” I said unsure.“Well, what if I gave you an offer? Could you get her to do it?”“I dunno...what do you have in mind?” I said a. ” He also told me that the place where Jimmy had bought the drugs had been busted.The cop returned me to my cell and took Cindy. When he brought her back, we were told we’d be spending the night there and would be booked tomorrow. If you’re lucky, they said, or if any of your families care, you possibly could get bonded and released.When the lights were dimmed and only one officer remained, Cindy whispered for me to watch the cop and went over to the toilet in the corner. “What the fuck are you.