Her beloved team was losing by two touchdowns.At the game, she said exasperatedly and slightly tipsily, "Why are we losing? Somebody, anybody, tell me...why the fuck we are losing?!"Little did she know; she was being watched by some boys behind her who wanted to score also.Red was the color of passion. Touchdown after touchdown, the team eventually made up the deficit. As the quarterback ran for his life to the end zone, she celebrated with her friends as it happened. The home team prevailed and. Martin had always known what kind of woman he wanted as a lover or even a wife if the chance arose. He wanted and always had wanted a submissive and yet feisty woman preferably with red hair and a high sex drive. Megan seemed to fit the bill perfectly. Meg could see Mr White as he opened the trunk , or boot of his car as he would call it . Inside amongst other thing there was a long swishy rattan cane . “Oh fuck” thought Meg “That cane looks exactly the same as I got caned with at school “Mr. I got a rush of desire each time I caught a glimpse of her pussy knowing other people could see it too. Her hard nipples poked through the top of her dress and her breasts moved freely with each step she took. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing anything underneath her dress. I was so proud that my wife made other guys want to fuck her. She was mine; all mine and I loved showing her off. Her blatant exhibitionism fueled my desire for more; the more she displayed, the more I wanted.We walked. "You have always honoured me with your honesty, Doctor" Dot rejoined."You show respect for my moral fibre and my intellect by not sugarcoating the truth. Thank you."The poor old man actually wept as he bent to embrace her, while Dorotheastood by silently, much affected, but not at all surprised.The three celebrated her birthday that spring with sincere solemnity.The doctor even managed to smuggle and decoct a fine vintage for themall, with which they toasted the essences which had sustained.