I then went to my girlfriend’s.I called Mom Sunday night after Carol had already flownback home.“Can I come over?” I asked.“No... I’m tired,” Mom said, “I just got home a littlewhile ago.”I asked if Carol’s “coming out” was a success.“Very successful!” Mom triumphed. “She got it good.”“Was she nervous?” I asked.“Very,” Mom replied. “She was nervous all day andespecially when the. ” I paused, thinking he could come back any minute but couldn't help myself, so I pressed on Amsterdam and began to quickly flick through the images. They started out just simple topless pics from the hotel, some of her standing topless at the window and on the balcony (public nudity is a big fave of mine). They then got slightly dirtier with her spreading her legs and showing her pussy off (in really good shape despite having three kids). I started to see some pics which my mate was beginning. Or could she bear it, she subconsciously thought? Would she one day decide to defy these unseen forces in order to be herself and live her own life - exactly as she pleased?What is the body's worth compared to that of the soul? If her freedom could only be purchased by undergoing permanent physical damage, then ought she not be willing to pay that price? A seed of defiance against the tyranny that had brought her from security and luxury to poverty, pain, loneliness and danger was germinating. He masturbated quietly as he checked in with Sarah one more time. "I can tell you're enjoying it, Sarah. The pain has been replaced with intense pleasure, hasn't it? You're an amazing woman to do this for your man, but you know you're really doing it for you. You've done an incredible thing for both of you. I don't know what else I can offer." "Come for me," she said. The words were music to Aaron's ears, as he was well on his way to orgasm. "Are you ready?" both men asked simultaneously. "Yes,.