’ And she hung up. The phone rang again. It was Damien. He was wild! ‘Who did you send it to? Noella. Who did you send it to?’ ‘Everyone!’ S...e bawled. ‘Bastard!’ She hung up again. The phone rang again. It was another good friend. Jodie. She too was soon on her way over to look after Noella. Again the phone rang. It was Damien. This time his mood was incendiary. ‘You bitch! You sent it to my mother! You sent it to my mother! Bitch!’ ‘Bastard!’ She screamed and once again she slammed the phone. John was gone all the time. He no doubt knew how to keep from being bored, So why shouldn't I have looked after myself too? Be reasonable. Should I have been sitting there polishing my nails while he was a thousand miles away polishing his cock?Problem was: it was too easy.It was like shooting fish in a barrel. After I had myself fucked by the pool boy and the black gardener, I knew it wouldn't work. There was no excitement. I could as well have masturbated; less sweat. The pool boy had a nice. More

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