‘You’ll just have to spread those pretty legs of yours and find out, won’t ya?’ He said as stepped toward me he pressed his body firmly agains... mine. ‘He seems pretty ready to give it a try, doesn’t he? He asked as he took my hand and put it on his crotch. He didn’t wait for me to answer he just grabbed onto my hair and pulled me in for a kiss. It was a hard firm kiss with a lot of passion behind it. I could tell he knew what he wanted and I was gonna let him lead the way. He threw me on the. Beautiful. Probably the best performance art of her brilliant career.She stopped in the ladies room upstairs after wriggling back into her latex and politely blowing him and his hard-on off, and not in the way he'd clearly hoped for; his phone number, scrawled on a matchbook cover, had been flushed after she admired his handiwork in the full-length facing mirrors.She leaned against a sink and fished out her cell phone. The music was giving her a headache, and she needed a shower and a leisurely. . and then Jeff taking over to cool her off. When nobody raised an outcry, Bobby did the next most logical thing.He slid his hand up to her belly, and dipped it into her panties. Her husband’s face was less than a foot away, as he slid his middle finger through puffy, wet pussy lips, mauling her clitty, and dipped it inside her, where no man’s finger, other than Jeff’s, had been, since she’d graduated high school. Her string of failed relationships, before marrying Jeff had been precisely. She couldn't go through another ordeal like the one the depraved clerk had put her through ten days ago--and yet she had to. There was no alternative, short of defying him and thus relegating her and Howard to possible prison sentences. That, and--Murder.The single word echoed and re-echoed in Cindy Jamison's mind, and she sat up abruptly with the force of it. But, just as quickly as it had come, it vanished. She was not a murderess, could never take the life of another human being--even if.