Unlike the other girls, Joan had outgrown her school uniform and was wearing the dead pilot's uniform shirt like a dress, her large breasts starting t... strain the buttons. "You stay away from me, Jason." Okay," Jason replied, reclining so his lap area and the growing member there became obvious. His eyes scanned Joan's form, especially her toned legs. "So what's going on? You in the cage as punishment, or is it your turn?" He thrust his hips a little for emphasis.Joan looked sick. "Both. I hid. She really forced me to visit her. I agreed and asked her that will phone you after booking the ticket. She felt very happy to know that I am visiting her. I booked ticket and informed her about my arrival and she said she will come to airport to pick up. I informed my wife too and she was happy as well.When I land at Bangalore airport I found her waiting for me. We both were very happy to see each other and greeted. She came by car and we went to her home. She has a big house there. She asked. A few moreseconds and it would all be over. Her husband, her sons, so far away now, neverknowing of what their mother?s/ wife?s final thoughtswere. Never knowing she was contemplating her slut personality in her lastmoments, personality buried so deep in her soul, buried so deep and yet? Andyet this? this man, he? he knew. He knew. Like many men knew. Like many men shegave enough hints to let them know. But never to be sure,never. She never did it, never. She only played? games. Only games?. " I would like that," he said, gazing at me and licking his lips.Lauren gave him her phone number, and a few seconds later the elevatorbell rang and the doors opened."This is our floor," she said.And then I noticed we were on the 31st floor."Where are we going, Mistress Lauren?" I asked as we stepped into thehallway, but when she turned left, I already knew the answer."I told you, Kitty," she said. "We're going to get our marriagedissolved. Who else would we see except our lawyer?" Do you.