Yeah right.Anyway, whilst having a piss, I started to think about coming onto her. She wasn't a total stunner; slim, petite, shortish red hair, and d...essed relatively conservatively, but something about that smile was convincing me she was pretty fucking dirty.I found her at the bar and I sidled up behind her and squeezed myself in as if to order. She turned and we clocked each other. I knew I was in. To cut it short I ended up telling her I loved to smoke weed and I wanted to get high and. Originally, we’d bet a hundred bucks on the game. At halftime it appeared Wisconsin had everything under control, and I started talking about how I’d spend my winnings.“You’re awfully confident,” Rob said. “Shall we double the bet?”“You’re on,” I replied instantly, then an idea came to mind. I still felt an intense rivalry with my cousin, and liked the idea of humiliating him once and for all. I could tell from the greetings he’d received when we walked in that he was a regular at this bar. I. It is a miracle they haven’t found us yet. We have to get on the move. These thoughts keep me awake until morning. Andy stirs in his sleep and snaps awake, uttering a muffled cry. I watch as he regains his bearings. He is beautiful. He is starved, terror-stricken and covered in my blood up to the elbows, but he is beautiful. I hand him water and he takes a quick swig. ‘How long have you been awake?’ ‘A while.’ Talking to the stranger is unreal, yet natural for me. I remember how easy it had. Then we brought two men home, and that's when my husband started taking pictures and videos. The fact of being caught before him and that he participates little have mounted my excitement. I liked to offer him this show.The more our meetings followed each other, the more he moved away from the game to take more photos and to post them on the internet, first by blurring my face and then face uncovered.My appetite growing, we brought more and more men home and we went regularly club for gangbangs.