The bad part of this was being forced into it, that the real choice of living here or on the streets was a decision that no one should ever have to ma...e. And that the deciding point was whether or not you had sex with the landlord just made her, angry. That was the emotional side.The third category was fun. Yes, sex was fun, and when she had sex she enjoyed it. She didn’t have it now and didn’t miss it. But, maybe it would be fun to have sex on a regular basis? But with Jim? Jim was not fat, or. "Especially if I'm in the shower with you." Fine, fine," I said.She stepped out of the shower and dried off. "Are you getting out?" Naw, its nice in here, why don't you come back in?" I gotta pee, so would you mind..." I don't mind," I answered."Fine," she said, annoyed and sat down on the toilet. I stared at her and she flushed red. "Don't look?" I've seen you do some damned perverted things, Mare," I told her. "Is watching you pee the line you won't cross?"She peered suspiciously at me. She then dropped the second butt plug and lubed up her fingers. Three fingers went into her ass easily and then she pushed and pushed until her hand, up to her knuckles had entered. She started masturbating herself, pushing her hand in and out, stretching her ass. By this stage I had a raging hard on. While I was enjoying the show I couldn't wait to invade her anus and leave my load in there.Finally Mandy got her whole hand into her ass, and fucked herself with it. What a show! But she didn't. But most of all it was the way she spoke to me that made me say yes.She flashed me another smile, and walked me to the front door. She asked if I knew the address of the club she had suggested. I did. I had been there a couple of times with my wife. It wasn't conducive to a business meeting, and that made me even more certain that she wasn't interested in business. Her business was personal. I knew that and still I had agreed to meet her there.I drove to my office, wondering what in the world I.