“Will you take me for a ski?” Carol asked. Roz climbed into the boat as an observer and we went back to skiing. I watched the banks of the river a... we went looking for signs of Sue. At one stage I saw one of the young lads that hung around my wife in some tall grass on the bank of the river. He was standing still and looking down observing something or someone in the tall grass. When he saw me he ducked down. I immediately knew that there was some ‘hanky-panky’ going on.I knew that Roz has seen. Tim had found other inventive ways to torture the woman like sending her to work at her waitress job with a remote controlled vibrator strapped into her pussy or her ass. Tim had spent the evening at the bar where she was waitressing each time and every time she started acting as anything but a lady he would turn it on. One time he had turned it on high and left it there until she had a climax leaning against the table full of black guys while they played with her tits. Elaine had finally. You may end up doing that at the end of every single date you go on, until you actually get married. Learn to like the flavor of cum. It will sit much better with the guy who deposits it in your mouth. I can tell you a story about one girl who had a mouthful of cum just like that. Instead of swallowing it, she spat it onto the floor of the guy's car and made a big deal about hating the flavor of cum. He got so upset with her, that he put her out of the car right then, making her walk home, and. I bet she’s been shagging that bastard ever since he came over from the States.”Pearl looked at his face, haggard, through lack of sleep; he looked like he hadn’t shaved for days. He was trying to drink himself into oblivion, but his inner torment hadn’t given him that release.“So forget it Pearl.” He staggered to his feet, moving to the bedside table, “Let’s have a drink,” reaching for a glass on the table.“No,” she said, “and you don’t need another one either. Oh Bob you poor dear,” she.