I started to push by them but they stopped me, each grabbing an arm. When I struggled, the older woman barked, "Be still, Mary." You know my name," I said. I stopped and listened to them."Of course. Now listen to me. Listen *very* closely. This is the house of the Tucker men. They own it and everything in it. *Everything.*" They own us, too. We women *belong* to them," the other woman said."If you cross this threshold, every man and every woman here will use you like they want," the older woman said."That's *rape*, I said.The older woman said, "No, it is *not*. By entering, you *agree* to accept whatever they do. Every one of us will testify to that. You can leave and go home. Nobody's going to hurt Jessica. She loves it here and you don't need to worry about her. Or you can come in and join in the fun. It *is* up to you."The two women released me and stepped away, leaving the door open with me on the porch. They were three or four feet inside the house. They were attractive women and. She woke long before he did, and rubbed herself against him in voluptuous warmth; she even played with his prick for awhile, but Chad only mumbled and stirred beneath the sheet. When he did come to, it was just to grunt out of bed and head for the toilet.Disappointed, Betty lay quietly in the blacked-out bedroom, glad that they both wanted their sleeping area cut off from any light that would disturb them and cause them to awaken too early. She lay on her back, wondering if Danny was in the room yet, or if he was waiting for the sound of the shower before he would sneak in and crawl into bed with her.So much, so often, she thought; only yesterday, she would have kept track of the number of times she was screwed in any given month. Very easily, she could have counted them-- on the fingers of one hand. Now when was confused. She'd been fucked so many times she'd stopped tabulating the score, and if there was any nicer kind of forgetfulness, Betty didn't know it.The shower went on, loud.
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