" Suddenly she changed from frightened to pissed. "What the helldo you mean scaring me like that? Who do you think you are?" "I saw you a few week ago..." I said. "I said to myself, Travis that'sol' Jill Jordan and she's on the stroll. Things must not be going well foryour old high school friend. You need to help her out. Throw a littlebusiness her way.' Of course that was before I knew you were picked up anddelivered in a fancy sports car." She stared at me without speaking eventhough she looked. A British surgeon had removed the stitches from deep between her legs where she had been mended and taken the one from her eyebrow. She touched that spot and smiled at me. There was a small, white scar."I'm sorry," I said, unable to say how sorry I was since she had been truly wonderful in bed, a memorable and satisfying tempest."I'm much more sorry, amigo," she sighed. "Now I am just a maid in my father's house, the lowest of the low among the servants, in the scullery. I sleep in the attic.. Then she let out very loudsounds, over and over…louder and louder. I waswondering what the guys on the other side of the doorwere thinking. I have had many girls cum, but neverlike this. These were not the sounds you often hear ona porn flick, but those of a girl having a organismbeginning at the soles of her feet and slowly raisingthrough her entire body and escaping as auncontrollable love sound from her mouth. This all wenton for well over five minutes. (AdProvider =. We were having sex like we did when we first met - at least three times per week! We really didn’t want to get too into the science of when she was most fertile or anything like that. Liz had decided that she really wanted it to be spontaneous.Like I said, it was everything I could have asked for as a married man. Liz and I had been together for about seven years and married for a little over one. I hate to say it, but our sex life had died down a bit over the years but this was a serious.