You do personal ad-ver-tise-ments?" Patrick asked."We sure do. Anything up to twenty words the cost is only two bits. What is it you wish to advertise...for?"Patrick ignored the man's whiney, pinched nose voice as best he could. He hadn't counted on having to spend money just for placing his advertisement. He scratched the back of his neck with a ragged finger nail while he thought that one out. Two bits wouldn't put a big hole in his savings, after all. "I'm lookin' fer a woman. One ta. Rolling my tongue provocatively between each of his come drenched fingers, looking him directly in the eye as I performed my sexual antics for my latest conquest. We hadn’t started fucking yet and here I was almost spent with sexual delight. He removed his clothes in what can only be described as an instant. His cock thrust forward from his naked body, probably more prominent and erect than it had ever been. Removing my French knickers I stood before his nakedness in my Stockings, suspenders,. It’s a crackling in the air around him, preceding him. I hold my breath in anticipation, biting my lip as I feel his arms going around me, him whispering in my ear. “Kimberly.” It’s a sigh of contentment, a lamentation. I turn around, looking into his eyes, drowning in them. What I see in his gaze makes all my hesitation and insecurities evaporate. The hunger, the stormy passion, the pleasure at seeing me, shines from them and I’m filled to bursting with joy. I throw my arms around his neck. When he began pressuring to be involved in some of his ménage-a-trois she drew the line. She was happy was happy with the sex they were enjoying but refused to be forced into Garven’s ménages. If she were to decide that she wanted to explore alternative sexual adventures it would be her choice, not a controlling male’s.In an ironic twist that blew her away Aggie discovered that her husband, the pompous Phillip Wilcox, was having an affair with a much younger woman, his new associate pastor.