.." doesn't walk his cat on his day off," I finished the sentence, regretting my choice of words."I'm sorry," I began, watching her stand there in her...underwear with a hurtful look on her face. "I'm sorry," I repeated myself.Her mood changed. Shedding the gloom, she sat on the bed, saying, "Help me with these stockings, will you? Not too fast, you'll snag them."I got on my knees and looked up at her face. My hands shook as I reached for the top of the stockings. "I know you are," she said,. Unfortunately there was nothing I could do about the social security. When Savannah had entered my office an hour ago she was reasonably independent and had a net worth of just under half a million dollars. That was rather impressive for a teacher. I’d have to find out how she had managed to accumulate so much. Now she was destitute. She looked frail as she began to realize the extent to which she had already submitted to me and I was only just beginning. It was time for her first taste of. .it cost them.The prices weren't set but arranged between the men and the particular woman that caught their eye. At an arranged time, the ladies would add all their accumulated wealth together, and the one with the most money would win a free party for her and her partner. Being single I volunteered to greet folks at the door and mete out the bux to the gents. Many a 'wife' would slide up to me and whispers for a little 'extra' in their partners stash they'd take care of me later, LOL. They. He never fully woke up, though he groaned heavily and pulled her tousled head down onto his belly when the supreme joy pulsed through his body. Once the storm had passed, he lapsed back into sleep, and Pris rose from the bed, moving silently as she came over to join Max. They closed the bedroom door quietly behind them and went down to the kitchen, where Pris put on a pot of coffee for breakfast."That was quite a way to wake up!" Max said the first words he'd spoken to her. "I was dreaming that.