“It’s ok, Beth, honestly its ok.” I said, as I instantly forgave her.“I love you more than anything. Mike,” she pleaded, “but I was too fa... gone. He led me into the kitchen and lifted me onto the table. I sat on the edge and he started to rub his cock up and down my pussy. I was selfish and I should have left but...”“But you couldn’t.” I quickly jumped in.“I said no, Mike,” she sobbed.“I believe you.” I replied.“But he started to rub my clit as he rubbed his cock harder against my lips. I kept. I didnt see a lot of Sharla when the club closed. It seemed like she was always giving private dances. I did see the amount of money the strippers got for their dancing, and I was jealous. Dancing in a cage is okay, but it wasnt going to get me out of the YWCA. When I watched the women on stage, they didnt seem to be doing anything I couldnt. The only difference was that they ended up in only a G-string and had to deal with men touching them. Still, they seemed to get a lot of tips. I began. "Well, lets see what this repair looks like," Dan said and reached for the sword. His hand had only touched the hilt of the sword when a strange expression crossed his face and he set it down."This is a Magic sword!" he exclaimed. "How did you get it? Who did it belong to?" How do you know that?" I stammered in shock."I have a touch of the Talent, but can't do very much. My grandmother, your great grandmother was a MacTavish, and a very talented witch, but the talent didn't seem to pass to her. "We're married. You're mine. He can't buy you. He can't borrow you. Case closed."She just looked up at me, then. It was the most pain I'd ever felt in my life. Sandy and I didn't have kids, but I'd imagine that it felt the way you'd feel if one of your kids dies. I felt my legs nearly give out. I sat down in a chair to compose myself."Dale, Honey what's wrong?" she asked."Nothing," I snapped. "Fuck it. I hope the two of you are very fucking happy together." What are you talking about?" she.