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Date: Tue, 03 Mar 2015 06:10:02 -0500
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I will attach my new story... Seduction of a Young Mother by Dawn1958
 
 
 		 	   		  
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SEDUCTION OF A YOUNG MOTHER

   Sharon was the happiest mother in the world.  She was fairly happily
married; although her husband was on the road a lot with his job, yet she
did her best taking care of a baby and the house without a man around a lot
of the time.  The best part of the day was taking her six month daughter
for walks, which proved to be perfect bonding times for the two.

   It was during one of those daily walks through the neighborhood park
that she met a young couple who had secretly watched her almost every day.
Rob and Darlene were about the same age as Sharon and they had been married
for three years when their sexlife took a radical change.  They had a very
active sexlife, but were always looking for new and interesting twists when
Rob suggested a threesome.

   Darlene not only agreed with her husband, but she allowed Rob to set up
a sexual trio with a man from his work.  When Darlene found out the man was
black, she was horrified.  It took her almost a month to get over the
shock, but eventually a yearlong threesome commenced.  Darlene had to admit
the affair with Rob and his friend Ken was extremely satisfying, not only
physically but also emotionally.

   As with most swinging couples, it didn't take Rob long before he had the
desire to watch his wife with another woman.  He was sort of jealous
watching Darlene and Ken together, as the sex appeared not only erotic, but
very hot and steamy as if he was watching an X-Rated porno movie.  Rob kind
of figured that a threesome with another woman wouldn't be as traumatic and
he wouldn't get jealous.

   Things couldn't have worked out any better.  Both Rob and Darlene were
avid photographers and they always had a camera in hand when out walking or
driving.  It was Darlene who noticed Sharon weeks earlier and in particular
the woman's physical features that were definitely bountiful and luscious.
Rob knew his wife had been always jealous of women with big boobs and
Sharon had a set of tits no man could resist, but strangely Darlene quickly
accepted the woman's scrumptious endowment.

   They were in the middle of the park and taking pictures of the gorgeous
flowers that were in full bloom.  "Honey, you know how we've talked
about... about having...  well having a threesome with another woman," she
whispered.  "I know the perfect woman."

   Rob looked up from his camera and instantly noticed the beautiful mother
pushing her baby carriage across the large grass strip.  "Holy shit, baby,
you're right...  so fucking right," he replied and stared at Sharon.  Rob
knew his wife was talking about the woman and he was utterly amazed at the
profound luck.

   "Let's go talk to her, honey.  I've met her a couple of times at the
store and around the neighborhood and she is extremely pleasant," Darlene
said.  "She is very nice and friendly."

   "Oh sugar, you're the best.  For sure, let's meet her," Rob replied.

   They approached the attractive woman and Darlene took the initiative. 
"Excuse me.  My husband and I have noticed you several times walking your
baby around the park.  We absolutely adore you and think you portray the
perfect mother," she told a shocked Sharon.  "We met at the grocery store
and also at the spring social.  This is my husband, Rob."

   "Hello, hi...  I mean hi, yes I remember you, Darlene, right?" Sharon
stuttered and tried to act normal when she answered the woman.

   "We are taking pictures for a community magazine and would love to take
some of you...  with the stroller and baby," Darlene said.

   "Well...  well I guess," Sharon replied and watched the eager husband
start clicking away, as he took a steady stream of pictures.

   "Here, I'll walk with you and we can get to know each other better,"
Sharon stated.  "We can chitchat and I'll get info for the article we're
planning for the mag."

   The two started walking along the path, which wound around a small pond
and up a slight grade towards a nice patch of bushes.  It didn't take long
for the small talk to begin and for Darlene to find out all about the young
wife.  The woman knew what questions to ask and it didn't take her long to
put the timid mother at ease.

   Sharon completely forgot that Rob was taking pictures of her.  The two
women reached a small seating area where Darlene noticed Sharon would often
sit on one of the benches.  Sharon usually took the opportunity to take her
baby girl out of the stroller and show her all of the pretty scenery, which
she did once they sat down.  The two women talked for a while and Sharon
held her baby on her knee.

   The conversation ended very casually with Darlene telling Sharon that
they will have some pictures ready in about two days.  "I should have my
article fairly complete by Friday and would dearly love to show it to you.
I would also like to get your approval for the pictures, as I don't want to
publish something that you don't like or is inappropriate."

   Sharon liked Darlene a lot and she felt totally at ease with the woman.
"Sure, I'd love to see what you've done...  also see the pictures before
you do put them in the magazine," she replied and promptly put her baby
back in the stroller.  "Friday is fairly free.  What time would you like?"

   "Let's say three," Darlene said and then wrote her address on the back
of one of Rob's business cards.  Then the encounter abruptly ended with
Sharon going in one direction and Darlene and Rob in another.

   ***

   The Friday afternoon meeting went extremely well and once again Darlene
easily put her new friend at ease.  She showed Sharon the news article for
the community magazine and then she led the way to an upstairs room the
couple used as a picture gallery.  When they entered the large room, the
vast amount of pictures and neatly organized display panels took Sharon's
breath away.

   Rob was meticulous and he had several panels or room dividers spread out
around the room that made the room look like a maze.  Each panel was
covered with a similar set of pictures and all of them appeared splendid
and beautiful.  Darlene casually walked up to the first panel and described
the obvious intent of the group of pictures that showed several kids
playing in a playground.  "Rob did this one for the June community
newsletter.  He wanted to show how our playground is greatly appreciated by
all of the kids in the neighborhood."

   Then Darlene went to the next panel and the next, as she kept telling
Sharon about the sequence of gorgeous pictures.  One was about the July 4th
neighborhood celebrations held in the park.  Another was about the August
festivities that were held to commemorate the celebrated citizens that
supported and represented the community in politics for many years.

   They walked around one of the panels and came up to the set of pictures
that were taken at the park during their first meeting.  Sharon stared at
the amazing gallery and couldn't believe she was the main focus, as Rob had
an apparent talent to take phenomenal photos.  Her eyes slowly shifted from
one photo to the next and each one made her heart skip a beat.

   Darlene noticed her friend's amazement.  "Rob does know how to take good
pictures.  Then again, when you have a splendid subject, it is easy to make
them look lovely."

   "Yes, oh yes, his work is very beautiful.  Wow, I can't believe that is
me," Sharon whispered, as she blushed profusely.

   Darlene proceeded to explain the written article that went along with
the pictures.  She said how they were trying to get everyone in the
community to appreciate what events and structures there were and hopefully
that would entice everyone to attend and use the various facilities.  "As
you can see, we tried to capture the aspect that we are a young, vibrant
neighborhood and that everyone is welcome."

   "Yes, I like the article and do think you did a nice job," Sharon said.

   They continued walking and Darlene pretended it was an accident when
they rounded one partition and abruptly came to a stop in front of several
photos that caused her to gasp.  "Oh...  oh my, I'm sorry.  I didn't
realize Rob had put these up," she stated, as her voice sort of went higher
and higher.  Instead of running or moving away from the brazen pictures of
a naked woman, she grabbed Sharon's arm and stood motionless.

   Sharon stared without blinking and her mouth gapped wide open.  She
recognized Darlene as the naked woman and almost fainted at the sight of
several erotic pictures of her seemingly posing for the camera.  Each photo
got more brazen and explicit, as she glanced from one to the next, and she
had trouble regaining her composure.

   Darlene felt her friend move as if trying to walk away, but she didn't
relax her firm grip on the woman's elbow.  "Oh my, you must think I'm
awful, but it isn't what it looks like," she stated.

   "No, no, I don't," Sharon replied as her eyes remained fixed on the
photos.

   "Well, it was one of Rob's wishes.  He wanted to show the beautiful
progression of a woman from being fully dressed to her being completely
vulnerable."

   "Yes, I can see.  It looks very...  quite attractive," Sharon said and
her eyes lingered on an explicit photo that showed all of Darlene's
gorgeous assets.

   "Oh geez, I feel so embarrassed.  I didn't know Rob put these up.  I'm
sorry," Darlene said.

   "No, it's okay, really."

   "Thank you.  I don't want you to think I do this all the time.  I just
thought they made adorable pictures.  Hey, we have to keep our husband's
happy."

   "Yes, we do.  You look ravishing," Sharon said and actually believed the
compliment, as her friend did appear very beautiful and photogenic in all
of the photos.

   Darlene smiled when she noticed Sharon's mouth gapping wide open. 
Sharon was staring at the shameless nudity, as Darlene had her legs spread
so that nothing was left to the imagination.  "Have you ever let your
husband take pictures like that?" Darlene spoke to her friend and smiled at
the woman's shocked expression.  "Surely you let him take nude pictures of
you?"

   It took a few seconds for Sharon to fully grasp what her friend had
asked.  "No, gawd no, never.  Well he has taken some, but not posing," she
replied and stared at the widely splayed legs.

   "Rob and I have an open marriage and we both like the same thing when it
comes to sex.  He wanted to take pictures...  and well...  well, after much
coaxing and convincing, he talked me into posing," Darlene said.

   Sharon didn't know what to say, as she was still too shocked.  "Aaahhh,
yes, I mean, it is good you both wanted the same thing."

   Darlene was overly excited and babbled like a schoolgirl.  "C'mon, this
is perfect.  Rob has his equipment all set up in his studio and he thinks
he's taking pictures of me.  Let's surprise him and have him take pics of
us," she said, as her voice sort of vibrated.  "We won't take any nudies,
just some glamorous photos that you can give to anyone."

   The idea sounded silly yet Sharon's heartbeat increased when she thought
about doing something risqué once in her life.  "Oh no, I couldn't...  not
pictures."

   "C'mon, there won't be anything naughty.  You'll see that Rob is a
fantastic photographer and it always helps when the subject is beautiful,"
Darlene reassured her friend.  "Don't be chicken!"

   Sharon was ready to turn around and leave, but the daring taunt sort of
made her pause.  Before she realized it, her friend pushed her and guided
her into the next room, which was full of camera equipment and special
props and lights for professional picture taking.  There was no way Sharon
ever planned on allowing her friends to take photos, but Darlene was on a
mission.  She practically pushed Sharon into the middle of several props
that were strewn around the room and swiftly ordered her husband to grab
his Nikon camera.

   As strange as it seemed, Sharon started brushing her clothes as if
trying to make them look neater and better for the camera.  She heard the
shutter click several times and then Darlene was asking her to take
different poses.  Some lights were turned on for mood lighting and Darlene
also turned on a wind machine to get that outdoorsy look.  Her hair blew
lightly in the breeze and Sharon turned her head in every direction when
asked.

   When Darlene joined her, Sharon didn't mind, as it lightened the mood.
"Rob is naming this series, `A Neighborhood Friendship'.  He wants to take
pictures of women who have developed a real bond...  not necessarily
sexually, but emotionally," Darlene said and laughed.  "He thinks there is
nothing more sensual than two women walking arm and arm in a real
friendship."

   Sharon didn't resist when the woman locked arms with her and they
pretended to be the best of friends.  Rob took pictures and then Darlene
adjusted the pose so that she was behind.  When the woman's arms went
around her, Sharon didn't move.  "Yes, stand still and tilt your head back
a little," Darlene ordered, as she put her lips directly on a flushed ear.

   Sharon felt her heart beat a lot faster and she didn't know why.  The
loving arms tightened and the embrace suddenly got more intimate.  "Aahh, I
should probably go," she whispered and tried to move forward.

   "Hum, you smell lovely...  and feel so nice in my arms," Darlene said,
as she let her hands brush across the large breasts.  "Have you ever had an
affair...  with another woman?"

   Sharon was stunned.  "Whaaa, what?  No, no, never," she replied and felt
the woman give her boobs a quick squeeze before letting go.  She was
completely flushed and took a step forward after Darlene removed her arms.

   "Your husband has been gone for some time.  If you need someone... 
someone to make you feel loved and like a woman, I'm here for you," Darlene
whispered.

   Sharon had told her friend that her husband was away on business for two
weeks.  She heard the blatant offer and couldn't believe she didn't respond
with a curt no or merely walk away as if offended.  Her faced flushed. 
"Thanks...  thanks, it is nice having someone to talk to," she mumbled,
trying to regain her composure.

   "Have you ever been with a woman?"

   "No, well not really." Sharon thought back to college, but the affair
with a girlfriend didn't really count because they only kissed and fondled
each other.

   "I have!"

   Her heart skipped many beats and her face must have gotten beat red. 
"Oh, you have?"

   "Since your husband will be away for another week, why don't you join me
on Friday?  We can have a ladies night out, as you probably haven't had a
night out since the baby was born."

   Sharon would never understand why she didn't rebut the woman's obvious
advances.  "Well, I guess.  Dan won't be home...  I don't have anything
planned," she said despite knowing it was stupid.  Maybe it was the hint of
the woman being sexually interested in her that decided her fate.

   "Great!  I've wanted to get to know you better since the first time I
saw you walking your stroller in the park.  You're the perfect mother,"
Darlene said and she enthusiastically wrapped her arms around Sharon. 
"I'll show you the best time of your life."

   The heated kiss happened before Sharon could pull away.  Even though it
was fleeting, the embrace and kiss showed her that the woman was truly
intense and sincere.  When Darlene broke the kiss and stepped back, Sharon
quickly turned and left.

   ***

   Sharon didn't know what to do.  She was distraught about the upcoming
encounter with Darlene and that was mainly due to knowing the woman was
hitting on her.  `Dear lord, I can't go out with her on Friday,' Sharon
thought.  `She mentioned an affair...  having an affair with a woman and
I'm sure she meant me.'

   When the phone rang, it broke her train of thought.  "Hello.  Oh, hi
Darlene," she replied to the friendly greeting.  Sharon had decided to
forgo the evening night out with her friend, but Darlene was too quick.

   "My love, I'll pick you up at 7.  I've been dying to try the food at
that new restaurant at the Marriott.  I'll be in a taxi, as we won't be any
shape to drive after a big meal and romantic evening," Darlene said and
swiftly said good bye.

   The phone went dead before Sharon could reply.  She slowly put the
receiver down and her heart skipped a few beats, as she realized it was
either she go or disappoint her friend by refusing to go out.  Sharon found
it almost impossible to sleep that night and then it was Friday.

   Sharon looked at the clock to see she only had one hour to get ready. 
Early in the day she arranged for her neighbor Diane to babysit her
daughter, as Sharon decided there was no harm in at least having a sociable
dinner with her newfound friend.  Now it was time to get dressed and she
stood in front of her closet trying to decide what to wear.  How formal,
how casual should I dress, she wondered?

   When she scrolled across the numerous dresses, Sharon stopped at the
fancy black one with the thin lacy straps and plunging neckline.  At first
she wondered if the dress might be too revealing, but then she decided the
black suited just about any occasion or situation.  Strangely, she felt
like a little girl again, as she dressed and thought about going out on a
date despite being a married woman.

   The curt sound of a car horn made her jump.  Sharon rushed into the
living room and pulled the curtain back, noticing the taxi sitting in the
driveway with the backdoor open.  She slowly reached for the doorknob,
realizing it was her last chance to escape.  When her fingers closed over
the cold metal, she opened the door and walked out to the car.

   The backdoor was open and Sharon looked into the backseat.  Darlene was
sitting in the middle of the seat, which left barely enough room to sit
beside her, and her hand made a welcoming motion.  Sharon reluctantly
slipped into the seat and instantly regretted the decision when Darlene
embraced her.

   The taxi was on the move and the driver glanced at the two women who
were hugging each other.  He noticed the attractive young woman grab the
newcomer and practically devour her with an intimate kiss.  It was only a
ten minute drive to the restaurant and the driver was sad when they
arrived. "Well ladies, we have arrived.  Hope you have a nice dinner," he
said and graciously accepted the payment from Darlene.

   "Thank you.  We will," Darlene replied and gave the man a knowing smile.
"We will."

   "Here!  Here's my card and number.  Call me when you want to leave. 
I'll drive you home for nothing," he said and handed her his card.

   Darlene could see the man was not only curious, but that he was smart
enough to know what was going on.  "Why not?  We'll be about two hours...
I'll give you a call."

   The meal was terrific and the wine was even better, as both women drank
more than usual.  Sharon glanced across the table and her vision seemed a
little blurred and fuzzy.  "Geesh, I shink I drank too much," she said and
they both laughed out loud.

   "Yesh, me too," Darlene replied.  "I normally only have one, maybe two
glasses, but theesh evening I think I drank half the bottle."

   "I've had a lovely evening.  It is probably time to go and you can drop
me off at home," Sharon said and finished her glass of wine.

   "You never cease to amaze me.  You're so innocent, my love.  Since Rob
is away for the evening...  the lonely wives can drink some wine and enjoy
some time without husbands being around to bother us," Darlene stated and
quickly called the taxi driver's number.  "It's still early and we need
another glass of wine at my place."

   Sharon got flushed and heated, as she realized things might get carried
away if she was alone with her friend.  "But...  but I should get home. 
Anyway, I've had too much to drink already," she replied.

   "Don't be silly.  I've looked forward to spending time with my dearest
friend and getting to know her better," Darlene said and acted like she was
escorting Sharon out of the restaurant.  "The driver said he was waiting
for us out front.  Guess he really wants to drive us."

   They were outside and in the taxi before Sharon could utter any more
protests.  Darlene didn't care if the driver got an eyeful.  She jumped in
first and didn't give Sharon much room, as the cabby pulled away.  Not a
word was said, as Darlene kissed her lover on the eyes, on the nose and
then hard on the mouth.  She pinned Sharon in the corner of the car's
backseat and acted like an out of control teenager.

   Darlene was determined to take full advantage of the situation and knew
the effects of too much alcohol made Sharon the perfect slave.  The driver
almost ran over two pedestrians and hit several parked cars when he kept
staring into the rear-view mirror at the women.  His heart pounded at the
sight of skin and then he actually spotted a bare boob, as Darlene
stretched the front of Sharon's dress downward to expose her breasts.

   He watched Darlene fondle the luscious tits and then she ripped the lacy
bra off.  The scene was animalistic, as the woman's head swooped downward
and devoured an exposed titty.  The driver had never witnessed womanly
lust. He noticed the sexy goddess being ravaged by the dominating young
woman and the scene appeared consensual.  Sharon's head was thrown back on
the headrest and she was rolling her head back and forth, as if she was
going through something dramatic.  Her hands were on the woman's head and
in her hair, but they didn't appear to be pushing Darlene away.

   All of a sudden he leaned closer to the mirror so he could see more of
the action.  Darlene forced the shapely legs apart and she had her hand
fully buried between the woman's thighs.  He couldn't see what Darlene was
doing, but his imagination ran wild when he noticed Sharon's mouth gapping
wide open and she was huffing and puffing like mad.

   The driver likely witnessed the first orgasm in the backseat of his cab.
He could only see the back of Darlene's hand, but he correctly imagined her
fingers pinching and rolling the slippery jewel around furiously, as the
woman experienced a sudden climax.  It was the saddest time when the twenty
minute drive to Darlene's house was over and he pulled up in her driveway.

   The scene was the best porno movie of his life.  The driver watched the
young woman slowly remove her fingers from between the slave's legs and
deliberately put the wet fingers in the woman's mouth.  He noticed the
tongue lash out and lick the fingers clean and then the women kissed one
last time.

   ***

   Sharon woke with a start and her mind filled with the events of the
previous evening.  She kept her eyes closed and studied the vivid dream
rolling through her head.  Going to Darlene's place was a mistake, but
strangely she couldn't resist the powerful temptation of finding out about
some mysterious emotions and intimate feelings.  They were no sooner inside
the home when the woman took control.

   A tremor shot through her body from her toes all the way up to her head,
as she recalled experiencing the most fantastic climaxes of her life.  If
someone told Sharon that she had an orgasm in the backseat of a taxi with a
stranger in the front seat, she would have called them a liar.

   Sharon wanted to wake up, but also wanted to reminisce.  She pulled the
covers up to her neck and pretended to be in some safe haven, unafraid to
see what lay ahead.  The two friends went straight to the living room where
Darlene used the pretense of them having a relaxing nightcap.

   The liqueur was sweet and it was impossible to tell how powerful it was.
After a few sips, Sharon felt her head swimming and then she was on her
feet.  By the time Darlene escorted and guided her down a long hallway and
into a huge bedroom, the woman had stripped all of her clothes and loosened
most of Sharon's.  They fell onto the bed and in no time the mistress
seduced her submissive friend.

   Sharon blocked out the next part when her naked torso bucked wildly on
the big bed while in the throes of a scandalous orgasm.  She recalled being
the woman's slave after that and willing to do anything Darlene requested.
Sharon had never performed cunnilingus on a woman, but she did last night.
After the woman literally passed out following a tremendous climax, Sharon
realized she had changed.

   The two friends recovered in the living room and the conversation
suddenly turned serious.  "When we saw you walking in the park the other
day, I decided you were the one," Darlene stated.  "My fantasy...  my dream
was for us to become lovers."

   Sharon was too stunned to reply.  She timidly followed Darlene, as the
woman headed for the couple's photo gallery, and eventually found enough
courage to respond.  "I...  it is getting late and I should go," she
whispered.

   "Nonsense, it's still early and I have something to show you," Darlene
said and led the way into the couple's large display room.  "I showed you
some of the pictures Rob took of me, but there is more."

   The lights were bright and Sharon followed her friend.  They passed all
of the photos from the various neighborhood celebrations and came to a halt
at the ones of Darlene in all of her naked splendor.  Sharon immediately
observed a few additional pictures and her heart stopped.  "What?  What?"
There were several pictures added to the gallery and all depicted Darlene
with a muscular and well-hung black man.

   Sharon squeezed her eyes shut and tried to recall everything that
happened last night.  Her breathing became a little ragged and she knew it
was time to get out of bed, or else.  The dream was getting too
frightening, yet at the same time it was arousing so she tucked the covers
under her chin and stayed in bed.  The recollection of staring at the
explicit photos of Darlene and her friend Ken was stimulating.  She'd never
looked at erotic pictures of men let alone ones which had such a
well-endowed black man.

   She remembered looking at the photos and deciding it was time to go. 
"Eh, I have to go.  It's late," she whispered, as her eyes remained fully
focused on one of the shameless photos.

   Luckily Darlene was finished tormenting and dominating her.  "Yes, you
should get home," she replied.  "I had a lovely time tonight, my love."

   Sharon didn't know what to say, as her heart fluttered.  "Yes, yes, me
too."

   "I'll call you tomorrow," Darlene said and then the evening ended.

   ***

   Sharon jumped out of bed.  She went into the bathroom and looked at
herself in the large mirror.  Her gaze started at her head and slowly
drifted downwards.  Hum, I look the same, she thought despite the furious
quivering inside her stomach.  Then she remembered Darlene's parting words.
"I'll call you tomorrow!"

   A nice hot shower didn't help.  Sharon got dressed and wandered around
the house in a stupor, as she contemplated what she was going to say when
Darlene called.  It was midafternoon by the time her mind settled down and
then the phone rang.  "Hello."

   "Hello, my love.  I had such a lovely time last night and I can't stop
thinking about you."

   "Uuuhh, yes, it was nice."

   "I have to see you...  just for a little while."

   "Uuuhh, I can't...  I'm busy."

   "Sharon, darling, I want to see you."

   "Oh lord, last night was a mistake...  I'm sorry."

   "Sweetheart, I can't get you out of my mind.  I can see you in the
backseat...  when you climaxed in the taxi, oh geez, I don't think that
driver will ever forget what happened," Darlene said and giggled.  "I will
never forget that first time when I made love to you in my living room."

   It all flashed through her head.  They had sex as soon as they got into
the living room and then the sessions moved to every room of the house. 
The worst was in the master bedroom where she was introduced to her first
69.  Sharon had heard about woman on woman sex that way, but she never
imagined it happening to her.

   Then the horrors of all horrors hit her.  Sharon remembered how the two
laughed and actually giggled last night when Darlene pulled out a camera.
In no time, the woman took pictures of them both and even used the time
lapse feature to ensure they were both in the photos.  The silence on the
phone was deafening.  "Eh, oh, I don't know what came over me...  too much
to drink.  I must have had too much to drink," she whispered.

   Darlene smiled and made sure her voice was stern.  "My love, I want you
over here at six.  I have something special for you...  something I want
you to experience in your life," she said and let her words hang in the air
for many seconds.  "Six o'clock, my dearest, six o'clock!"

   The phone went dead and Sharon merely stared at the handset.  Her
fingers vibrated so bad that it was difficult to hang-up the phone, as her
heart wouldn't stop pounding.  She didn't have to go, did she?  Sharon
questioned Darlene's request and wondered if it was really just a request
or an unyielding command.  No, she thought, I won't go.

   The rest of the afternoon flew by and Sharon tried to keep busy so she
wouldn't dwell on the upcoming deadline.  It was about five when she
eventually paused and sat down at the kitchen table.  Her mind went in one
direction and then the other, as she considered both possibilities...  to
go or not to go?

   Sharon reluctantly had a quick shower and changed into something casual.
She decided to face the woman and tell Darlene once and for all that it was
the end of their fleeting relationship.  Arranging for Diane to babysit was
easy, as her friend loved nothing more than to look after her baby.  When
she departed for Darlene's, Sharon had a hard time keeping her word.

   When she drove into the driveway, the only thing going through her mind
was last night.  Sharon grit her teeth and vowed to remain strong.  She
slowly walked to the door and tried to stay calm, as her legs felt like
rubber.  The door opened before she could ring the bell and she came face
to face with the overpowering woman.

   "I knew you would come, my dear," Darlene said and grabbed her by the
hands.  "Come in!  I have so much planned for you."

   The statement alone sent a shiver through her entire body.  Darlene held
her hands and pulled her inside the house.  The door closed and Sharon
found herself pushed up against the door and being kissed intimately.  The
kiss broke and Sharon was almost breathless.  "Huugg, yesterday was a
mistake.  I'm sorry," she mumbled.  "I shouldn't have acted like I did."

   Darlene held her by the hand, as she led the way into the dimly lit
living room.  She literally pushed Sharon onto the sofa and then sat down
right next to her, which gave the impression that only one woman was
in-charge.  "I've lived for this day.  Being married is wonderful, but
there is one thing that I've always wanted," Darlene stated and stared into
the bewildered eyes.

   "Whaaa, what?" Sharon returned the stare and suddenly her courage was
gone.

   "You already know that our lovemaking last night was phenomenal and
something I'll never forget."

   "Huuhh, huuu."

   "Well I found the submissive lover and the one who will be my slave."

   "No, no, no."

   "You see, after last night, you can't refuse.  You'll do anything I say,
or else."

   Sharon was going to say no, but something in the woman's glare made her
stop.  "Huuugghh."

   "I wonder what your husband, your family or your neighbors will say if
they knew you were having sex with another woman?"

   "No, no, please."

   Darlene smiled and reached for an envelope she had conveniently placed
on a coffee table.  "Remember how we took pictures...  after we made love,"
she said and opened the envelope.

   Sharon knew the haunting event would come back to bite her.  It seemed
kind of exhilarating and exciting when they were naked and taking pictures,
but not now.  She lowered her gaze and watched the woman pull out a large 8
by 10 picture.  When she noticed the shameless image, her heart pounded so
hard it was extremely hard to breathe.

   Sharon had a very hard time controlling her emotions after seeing her
hand full of big, black cock.  "But...  but I never did that.  I was not
with a man...  with a black man."

   "You've heard of photo-shopping.  Well, I thought it would be fun doing
it to one of your pictures," Darlene told the shocked woman.  "I'm sure you
can see that no one could ever tell this wasn't for real."

   "What?  But...  but?"

   "Everyone will believe you're holding something big and black and
beautiful."

   Sharon couldn't take her eyes off the brazen picture.  Darlene was
right. No one would believe the picture was edited or changed, as it looked
very real.  Her eyes got teary and her heart pounded harder in her chest.
Sharon stared at the picture and noticed how her small, dainty hand was
holding the thick, black penis.  "Why, what do you want?"

   The mood in the room changed in a heartbeat.  Darlene grabbed a handful
of hair and yanked so she could glare into the teary eyes.  "Stop whining,
slut!  You know you can't resist or your life will be ruined.  Do you want
to know what I have planned for you...  do you?"

   It felt like her hair had been yanked out of her head when the woman
tilted her head to the side.  Sharon stared back into the dark eyes of the
devil and knew she was being forced.  "Owe...  ouch, please don't hurt me.
What do you want?" she asked.

   "Good, you understand!  If you obey and do exactly what I order you to
do, your husband won't find out...  or no one for that matter will find out
about your infidelity," Darlene stated and jerked hard on the hair tangled
between her fingers.

   "But...  but, I never did anything.  You changed the pictures," Sharon
pleaded.

   "Yes, but no one will ever know they were photo-shopped," Darlene
replied.  "When your husband sees that big black cock in your hand, what do
you think he'll say?"

   "Oh, you can't...  no, you can't show him!"

   "Darling, you can be assured that I will...  unless," Darlene whispered
and left the sentence hanging.

   "What do you want...  what do I have to do?"

   Darlene stared into the teary eyes, as she gave another firm jerk on the
tangled hair.  "Good, I promise your husband will never see the pictures.
He'll never know what happened between you and Ken," Darlene said and
smirked.

   "Dear gawd, what do you mean.  Ken, no, I can't, not with a black man...
any man.  What do you mean?" Her body trembled and it was hard to remain
seated beside the woman.  "Oh lord, my husband would never understand."

   "You're going to get dressed in a pretty, sexy nightie and then have sex
with Ken."

   Sharon was positive she was going to faint.  She was dizzy and wondered
if there was a way out of the dilemma.  "No, no, no."

   Darlene let go of the hair and grabbed the nightie that she had stashed
beside the sofa.  She tossed the shear garment into Sharon's face and
smiled.  "Here, put this on.  NOW!"

   She was in a complete daze.  Sharon looked at Darlene and noticed how
she was waving the incriminating picture in her face.  Her hands vibrated
and it was hard to strip her clothes, but eventually she was naked.  She
didn't dare look at the woman and donned the nightie as quickly as she
could, not wanting to stay naked longer than necessary.  The biggest wave
of relief washed over her when she was dressed and then she heard a scary
noise.

   A door behind them opened and closed and no one moved.  Sharon's heart
was already racing and she didn't think it could beat any faster, but she
was wrong.  Suddenly she was standing beside the sofa and listening to soft
footsteps approaching from the far side of the room.  Her heart pounded and
the blood throbbed at her temples, which made her slightly lightheaded. 
She sensed rather than felt someone move up behind her and she didn't dare
turn her head or look.

   Ken put his big hand in the center of Sharon's back and guided her
across the floor.  Her feet shuffled and in the blink of an eye she was
moving down the long, dimly lit hallway.  Sharon didn't have to open the
bedroom door because it was already open and she was pushed and steered
into the darkened room.

   Thankfully the darkness felt comforting and a little calming.  Sharon
held her breath when the person behind her guided her over to the wall and
gave a push on her back.  "Please, please don't hurt me," she whispered and
suddenly realized her protest must have sounded utterly pathetic.

   ***

   Sharon stood up straight and put her hands on the wall just above her
shoulders when she was pushed so she wouldn't bang into the wall.  Before
she felt the heat of the body brush up against her back, Sharon sensed
someone directly behind her.  The hot breath washed across the side of her
face and then she felt hands on top of her flared hips.  Strong fingers dug
into her heated flesh and slowly pulled her lower body away from the wall
while leaving her slightly bent over.  Her hands remained on the wall for
support and she held her breath, as she was too afraid to move.

   Fingers grabbed the bottom of the nightie and slowly rolled the shear
garment up her torso.  Ken smiled when her hands came off the wall just
long enough for him to remove the nightie and then Sharon replaced her
hands on the wall to regain her balance.

   It was a nightmare and the darkness helped.  All of a sudden something
long, hard and burning slipped between the top of her milky thighs. 
Sharon's mind raced, as the dilemma seemed overwhelming, and she started
huffing and puffing for much needed air.  "Gaaaahhh, oh gaaaa...  nooooo.
Please, no.  Don't hurt me."

   The hard cock slithered through her crotch and pressed into the soaked
slit between her legs.  Then Ken leaned forward and pressed his lips
against the burning ear.  "Spread your legs.  Let me feel that wet pussy
with my big cock," he whispered and taunted her by licking her ear.  "Holy
shit...  you're fucking soaked."

   Sharon wanted to die.  She wasn't sure where the moisture was coming
from, but her entire crotch felt damp and wet.  She felt the cock press
into her slit and knew her juices coated every inch of the scorching meat.
"Oh, nooooo, please don't...  please."

   "Good girl.  Darlene said you were easy...  hot and easy."

   "What, no...  no," Sharon pleaded and felt something push into her
wetness.  She opened her eyes, but the darkness was stifling and she fully
realized the stranger was Darlene's black friend.

   In the blink of an eye, her feet came off the floor and something
searing pierced her soul.  Ken felt the head of his massive cock enter the
small opening and he thrust his hips with the might of a madman.  "Oh
fuck...  fuck baby, oh fuck, you're hot...  fucking hot," as a few inches
of his ramrod entered the inferno.  "Oh baby...  oh baby...  fuck baby."

   She sort of balanced in midair, high on her tiptoes.  "No...  nooooo...
nooooo." Sharon felt the strong fingers dig into her heated flesh and hold
her body steady so she couldn't move any higher.

   Ken held her hips and rammed another three or four inches into his white
slut.  "Oh fuck, hold on baby...  wait for it."

   "No, never...  never, you bastard!"

   "Yes, yes, keep moving that gorgeous ass...  move it, baby."

   "No, no, never!"

   "Oh shit, yes...  move that sexy ass."

   "Never...  never."

   "Holy fuck...  oh geezus.  Keep moving, yes!" Ken deftly twisted his
torso to expose one luscious cheek and then he slapped the bare ass.  "YES,
FUCK YES, grind that gorgeous ass, baby."

   "Nooooo...  nooooo." Sharon felt the man twist the other way and slap
her other bare cheek as hard as he could a few times.  "OWE...  please,
don't hurt me, please." Her hips moved one way and then the other, as she
frantically tried to get away.

   "Oh shit...  yes, keep moving...  YES!" Ken buried his throbbing cock to
the hilt.  He held the flared hips away from the wall and slowly pumped in
and out of the tight honey-hole.  When the hips squirmed and rotated around
and around, he thrust with all his might.

   "What?  No, no," Sharon pleaded, as strange spasms rocked her entire
body.  "What...  what?" The tremors increased and so did the convulsions
inside her stomach.

   "Sweet fuck, yes, keep doing that.  I love white whores!"

   "What, what, no...  noooooo."

   Ken felt the powerful muscles milk his pulsating hardon.  Every time he
tightened his stomach and thrust his hips forward, he drove his cock to the
hilt.  "Fuck yes, fuck yes, move that cunt.  Yes, yes!"

   "No, no, stop.  Please stop."

   "Sweet fuck, yes, you're the best.  Fuck me...  fuck me!"

   Nobody had ever treated her like a whore and Sharon desperately knew she
should protest, yet her body seemed out of control.  When her hips started
vibrating, her guts exploded.  Suddenly she was pressed up against the wall
and she had to turn her face.  The vast cream flowed and intense
convulsions erupted in her belly.  "Gaaawww, gaaawwwkkk."

   "Aah, shit, no, not yet...  damn.  Spread your legs.  Wait baby, wait."

   "Whaaa, whaaa."

   "Yes...  wider!  Yes, perfect." Ken kept his cock embedded and relished
the intense heat.

   "Whaaa, noooo." Sharon didn't know how her legs spread yet her feet were
about two feet apart.  Her bald pelvis banged against the wall and she
couldn't stop her gyrating hips.

   "Oh fuck, yes, yes.  Holy fuck, baby, you're creaming!  You're fucking
creaming!"

   "No, no, no." Without warning her head jerked backwards and it felt like
her hair had been yanked out by the roots.

   Ken pinned the head against the wall and put his mouth directly on
Sharon's ear.  "You're cumming all over a black cock.  Cum, baby, cum all
over my cock!"

   "No, I can't...  no, I can't." Her hips jerked out of control and rocked
back and forth, as she milked the disgusting man-cock.  She was always the
one who had to prolong intercourse yet this time her body belonged to the
devil.

   "Do you want some cum, baby.  I'm going to fill your white cunt with
cum...  then we'll do it again."

   Sharon was flabbergasted.  Her untimely orgasm flourished and she
couldn't stop the free-flowing juices, but another sexual encounter with
Ken sounded far too dramatic.  "Oh gawd, no, no, I can't.  No more."

   Ken pulled back and held for a brief moment, as the pressure built. 
Then he powered his hips at the thrashing buttocks and lifted the
distraught woman off the floor.  The first blast of cream erupted and then
it was followed by a continuous flow of virile semen, as Ken climaxed in
the womanly domain.  He heard whimpers coming from the sweaty woman and
they merely energized the sexual encounter.

   Her back was arched and so was her neck, as Ken yanked on her hair.  Her
torso was trapped and allowed the maniac to fuck her anyway he wanted.  It
seemed her juices had no end and she kept coating the thick meat, making it
easier for Ken to pump his hardened cock in and out of her ravaged cavity.

   After the longest and most penetrating orgasm of her life, Sharon almost
collapsed, but she remained upright.  She was pinned against the wall and
felt a never-ending pumping, as Ken used and abused her body.  When the
last spasm caused Ken to thrust forward and fully entrench his cock, Sharon
imagined the horrible encounter might be over.

   They both clung together and it took several seconds for each to regain
a measure of control.  "Baby, that was the best.  Darlene was right, you're
hot and horny.  I've never had a wench cum so fast and long...  baby,
you're the best."

   Sharon merely moaned and groaned.  She would never admit to feeling a
touch of regret when Ken slowly withdrew his stellar cock.  All of a sudden
he pushed her to her knees.  "Suck it, baby.  Suck my cock and get it nice
and hard.  I want to watch you cream all over my dick again...  and again."

   Sharon was shocked.  By now her eyes were used to the darkness and she
stared at the semi-hard cock that drooped in front of her blushing face. 
She would never understand how her dainty hand got up to Ken's crotch or
how her fingers got wrapped around the big penis.  Her hand sort of lifted
the cock and aimed the head straight at her mouth.  Sharon never intended
on sucking, but all of a sudden a big hand grabbed her by the hair and
shoved.

   His fingers intertwined in the long curly hair and Ken forced Sharon's
head forward, as he thrust his cock into her open mouth.  She frantically
tried to twist and turn her head, but Ken was too strong.  "MMMuuuuu,
mmmmmmmm," she moaned, as the cock filled her mouth.

   "That's it, baby...  suck.  Suck!" Ken chuckled when he heard her cough
and almost choke.  "Get me hard, babe, so I can fuck you again."

   Sharon shook her head and tried to let him know she wasn't happy. 
"Nnnnnnn...  mmmmmmm."

   "Are you going to cum all over my dick again...  fuck, I can't believe
you acted like a whore."

   Sharon couldn't remember being more embarrassed.  Her mind rushed back
to when she was plastered up against the wall.  Then her head filled with
vivid visions of the most climatic orgasm of her life and her body going
out of control with a big, black cock buried inside her precious inner
being.  The colorful and also dramatic images left nothing to the
imagination.

   Sharon felt her temples pulsating, as her fingers squeezed the thick
hardon and she tried to prevent the cock from being rammed down her throat.
The cock started throbbing like crazy and seemed even bigger than before.
She contemplated whether it was possible to escape, but her train of
thought was quickly interrupted, as Ken grabbed her by the arms.

   She was on her feet and moving across the floor in a heartbeat.  Sharon
noticed the bed and then she was flat on her back with her legs spread
wide. She watched the shadowy figure slither between her legs and grab her
thighs, as Ken stood beside the bed and roughly yanked her across the
sheets until her bum was perfectly placed at the edge of the bed.

   Ken laughed and watched her squirm and twist madly trying to evade his
attack.  Even in the dim lighting he noticed the cleanly shaven pelvis and
the hint of wet pussy.  He pushed harder on the shapely thighs and spread
them as wide as he could.  Then he rolled and twisted his hips until his
pecker rested directly on top of the bare pelvis.  Ken listened to the
whimpering and kept moving his hips so that his cock rolled back and forth
across the shivering flesh.

   Sharon arched her back and saw what Ken was doing.  "Please, please
don't.  I can't, no more, I can't...  please."

   Ken let go of the thighs and grabbed his hardon with his right hand. 
"This time...  wait.  Let me give that gorgeous pussy some real cock before
you go off," he whispered and skillfully moved his hips backwards.  Ken
swiped the head of his ramrod down through the wetness until he grazed the
puckered asshole.

   Sharon tried to shift her torso and move away from the black man, but
her hips remained at the edge of the bed.  Her legs were virtually useless,
as they were splayed so wide, and it was easy for Ken to lift slightly and
then thrust hard.  The bulbous head of his ramrod spread the puffy labia
and pierced her heart, as inches of hard steel entered her vagina.

   Sharon had trouble breathing.  She stared down at her crotch and even
the dim lighting didn't hide the fact several inches of the black cock were
buried inside of her.  She wanted to yell or scream at Ken to stop and
leave her alone, but all that came out were mumbled grunts and groans.

   "Oh shit...  yes, grind that sexy ass, baby, move it," Ken ordered.

   "Gaaaawwww...  gaaaawww."

   "That's it, baby, fuck me...  fuck me!  Oh fuck baby, yes...  yes!"

   "No, no."

   "Oh fuck, you're the best."

   Sharon wondered what the hell the man was talking about, as she squirmed
on the bouncing bed.  "Naaaa...  noooo."

   The heat was intense and Ken rammed the entire length of his cock into
the inferno.  "Fuck, baby, you're the hottest...  tightest piece of ass. 
Keep moving that pussy."

   "Nooooo...  naaaawwww."

   "Christ yes, move your ass.  Yes...  yes!"

   "No, no, no."

   "Faster...  faster...  FASTER!"

   Sharon cringed at the vile orders and felt like a cheap whore.  She felt
the cock moving in and out and every time Ken thrust, her body shuddered
like crazy trying to keep up.  "Stop, please...  oh please, stop."

   "Sweet fuck, grind that cunt...  grind it, sweetheart!"

   Her hips thrust and moved despite her resolve to remain motionless. 
"Ooooohhh, ooooohhh," she moaned.

   "Fuck yes, fuck yes."

   "No, no, no."

   "You're the best."

   "What?  What?"

   "Yes, keep moving...  like that.  Oh baby, keep shoving that sexy cunt
at me.  Do it, baby, do it!"

   Sharon arched her back and couldn't understand what was happening, as
her body went out of control.  "Noooo, gaaawww."

   Ken grabbed the top of the flared hips and held them steady as he rammed
his throbbing cock to the hilt.  "You're the best fuck.  I'm ready...  this
time I'm ready, sweetheart," he said, as he slowly pumped his stellar
ramrod in and out.  "Oh Christ, you're the greatest...  the greatest fuck."

   The man's crude statement made her cringe, but she couldn't slow down
her thrashing hips.  It seemed she matched Ken's thrusts with perfect
timing and enabled the intercourse to gain momentum.  "What?  No, no, I
can't."

   The heat was intense and so was the pressure on his cock.  "Yes, yes,
YES!  Baby, you're doing it...  fuck yes, yes!  I'm cumming...  I'm
cumming!"

   ***

   She must have passed out after the lengthy climax and was vaguely aware
of Ken departing.  Sharon opened her eyes at the sudden movement beside her
on the bed and she noticed her friend smiling at her.  "Honey, oh honey,
how was he?  How was Kenny?" Darlene asked.

   "Da, uuhh, uuhh," Sharon mumbled trying to make sense of what had
happened.

   "Love, this is only the beginning of our relationship," Darlene stated.
"I think you know you're under our control after what has happened."

   "What?  No, I'm not doing anymore," Sharon pleaded.

   "My love, you have to do what we say, or else," Darlene said and
crinkled her brow in a questioning manner.

   "Or else...  or else?" Sharon was in a state of shock and realized her
life was spinning out of control.

   "You don't want your husband to find out.  Your life will be ruined!"
Darlene stared straight into the teary eyes.

   "But you said," Sharon whispered.  All of the air came out of her lungs,
as she sighed.  "Please, oh please," she moaned.

   Darlene moved a little closer and an excited smile crossed her face when
she whispered.  "Your husband comes home on Friday so we'll give you a
couple of days with him before having you over."

   Sharon stared in disbelief.  "What, no, I won't."

   Her smile got bigger and Darlene stared straight at her shivering
friend. "My love, I won't tell you again.  If you want us to keep the
secret, you'll do what we say."

   ***

   The next days passed and Sharon got more apprehensive with every phone
call or knock at the door.  She knew Darlene was serious and that her
friend would call, but when the phone rang, she didn't want to answer it.
She simply picked up the receiver and held it to her ear.

   "Darling, I hope you've enjoyed the past few days with hubby," Darlene
said, as she listened to the heavy breathing coming from the other end of
the phone.

   Sharon shivered and finally found enough courage to respond.  "Yes. 
Yes, it has been terrific and we've been very busy...  are very busy."

   "I know.  I spoke to your husband this morning on his way out of town.
He said he was going for a day and wouldn't be back until tomorrow
afternoon," Darlene informed the shocked woman.

   "Oh!  Yes, he's going, but expects to be back right away."

   "Look, it's three o'clock.  We're having a quiet foursome this evening
and are excited to have you over again.  You probably want to get spruced
up before coming over."

   "No, I can't.  I have plans and can't come over."

   "Funny, that wasn't what your husband said."

   "Huuhh."

   "Yes, he said you had nothing on and would love the company."

   Sharon gritted her teeth and decided she was going to put a stop once
and for all to the woman's domination.  It was impossible to do over the
phone so she decided to confront Darlene before she could do any devious
scheming.  "I'll come over right now.  We can have a tea and talk," she
whispered.

   Darlene was ecstatic.  She hung up the phone and told her husband that
the planned encounter would start early, as Sharon was on her way over. 
"I'll get everything going and you know what to do.  Make sure he's over
here right away and you guys keep out of the way until the right time," she
said and gave Rob the biggest grin.

   Sharon quickly arranged for the woman next door to look after her baby,
as the woman insisted on looking after her daughter whenever she went out.
She lived about ten minutes away and across the big park so it didn't take
her long to get to Darlene's.  Her heart pounded so hard and fast that she
wasn't able to breathe when she rang the doorbell.

   The door opened and she was met by the grinning face of her controlling
friend.  Sharon stepped into the house and was determined to take charge.
"Darlene, I can't anymore.  I have to put a stop to the sex...  the
intimidation and sex," she said, as the door closed behind her.

   Her life changed in an instant.  The hand came out of nowhere and the
slap literally snapped her head to the side.  "I don't allow my sluts to
talk back to me," Darlene said and pushed the unsteady woman backwards. 
The next few minutes passed and felt like a lifetime, as all of her courage
disappeared with a push, shove and some sips of alcohol.

   Sharon would look back on the encounter with great dismay.  She stumbled
into the living room, being pushed by the overpowering Darlene.  They
merely mumbled at each other and suddenly a bottle of booze was handed to
her, as they sat down on a big sofa.  She was coaxed and encouraged to
drink and without much trouble about half of her bottle was drank.

   When her head started to swirl around in a slight daze, Sharon quickly
decided to stop drinking.  They chatted and then she worked up the nerve to
protest.  "Aaahhh, Darlene, we can't do anything.  Before was a mistake.  I
shouldn't have...  have been with Ken," she said and cringed when Darlene
made a sudden move.

   "My love, it's too late.  You had sex with Ken; you had sex with Ken and
creamed all over his big, black cock."

   "No, yes, but you tricked me.  It was a mistake."

   "A fucking mistake that could ruin your reputation if you aren't a good
little girl and do everything I tell you."

   "Yes, no...  I know, but I can't do anything else."

   Darlene literally jumped on top of the stunned woman and pinned her in a
corner of the sofa.  She kissed Sharon on the lips before she could resist
and put her hands on the flushed cheeks to make sure to restrain her
victim. When the kiss broke, as quick as it started, it was apparent who
was in-charge.  "You're my little slut and will do anything I demand...  or
else!"

   An escape was blocked and Darlene relished the whimpering from her
captive.  Sharon didn't know what to do, as she tried to reason with the
woman.  "Please, no more...  we can't do anything.  I want the affair to
stop.  It has to stop."

   Darlene was encouraged, as she lay on top of the trembling torso, and
she glared straight into the glazed eyes.  "I have everything planned out.
You can't resist or your life will be ruined.  I'm sure you understand that
much," she whispered, as the grin on her face was stern and very animated.

   When the realization hit, Sharon felt her stomach heave with great
despair.  "Please, oh please, let me go."

   "First you're going to service all three of us.  Then you're going to
get serviced by everyone."

   Sharon tried to catch her breath and control her heartbeat.  "Huuhh,
whaaaa...  whaaat," she moaned.

   The woman moved so fast that Sharon didn't have a chance to evade
another sudden kiss.  It was furious, as Darlene's tongue was instantly
inside her mouth and bashing her own.  Again the kiss was over in a flash.
Darlene reached behind and grabbed a handful of hair and yanked until she
could see into the teary eyes.  "First you're going to perform cunnilingus
on me; then you're going to suck Robbie's cock and then you're going to
suck Kenny's cock!"

   Sharon gasped for air, as she pleaded.  "Oh please...  please noooo."

   The smile on Darlene's face was wide and dramatic.  "After that, I'm
going to give you the finger-fucking and tonguing of your life."

   "Oh gawd, no, no," Sharon pleaded, as she felt the woman's free hand
reach between her legs.  Any escape seemed to be blocked by Darlene, as she
pinned her on the sofa.  "Please...  please don't touch me."

   Darlene jerked the hair and kept staring into the bright eyes.  "Then
Rob is going to make you his slut.  You're going to cum all over his
cock... or else!" Her molestation was crude and vulgar, as she cupped the
shivering pelvis and knew precisely where to press hard with her middle
finger.  "I'm going to watch you cum all over Robbie's cock!"

   The threat sounded real and Sharon shivered in not only dismay, but
fear. "Geez, no, no.  I can't...  never!"

   Darlene knew exactly where the slit was and she rubbed her middle finger
over the denim material, pressing hard on the core of Sharon's crotch. 
"Yes, my love.  After Ken watches all of it happen, he's going to be so
fucking horny that he can't wait.  Do you remember last time?" Darlene
grinned and faked a slap, which caused Sharon to cringe and turn a little
to one side.

   Sharon pressed her thighs together, but it didn't stop the molestation.
All of a sudden Darlene shifted to the side and lay beside her, but still
keeping a firm hold of her hair.  When a hand started caressing her body,
Sharon remained motionless and stared straight ahead.  She felt the hot
breath wash across her cheek and tried to remain calm.  "We can't...  I
have to go, please, I have to go," she whispered.

   Darlene shoved her hand up the front of the heaving chest and cupped a
luscious boob.  She rolled the bra cup upwards and brazenly grabbed a
nipple with her fingertips, as she forced Sharon hard against the back of
the sofa and put her mouth directly beside an ear.  "My love, you're not
going anywhere.  Your husband is gone and we have the whole evening free,"
she replied and licked Sharon's ear in a taunting fashion.  "I know you
have the next-door lady looking after your baby.  We're going to call her
and let her know you're going to be very, very late."

   Sharon hesitated, but reacted once her hair was pulled.  Darlene grabbed
a phone, which was conveniently nearby and shoved it in Sharon's face. 
"PHONE...  or everyone will know you cheated on your husband and had sex
with a Blackman."

   Sharon could barely hold onto the phone, as she informed her babysitter
that she wouldn't be home anytime soon.  Things got out of control in a
hurry.  Darlene put both hands to work in loosening and stripping clothes
and it was like two horny teenagers in the backseat of a car.  One was
overly horny and the other was putting up the fight of their life trying to
fend off the attacker.

   Darlene quickly had Sharon's top off and her pants undone and gaping
open.  Every time Sharon resisted or grabbed for her roaming hands, Darlene
skillfully evaded the protest.  Then in no time, Darlene practically ripped
her own clothes off to leave herself naked and shivering with excitement.

   Sharon wanted to escape and she regretted the decision to confront the
controlling woman.  She watched the brazenly naked woman move in front of
her and decided it was now or never.  She twisted her shoulders, as if she
was going to run, and then she felt pain.  Darlene grabbed an arm and
rolled Sharon over onto her stomach.  She twisted the arm and jerked it up
as high as it would go and then rolled on top of her captive.  "Let's get
those clothes off.  I want you buck-naked when you eat my pussy," Darlene
whispered and grabbed a handful of hair to ensure Sharon didn't get away.

   The weight on her back was paralyzing and made it hard to breathe so
Sharon gasped for air.  She felt totally helpless and arched her back for
one last protest.  "Darlene, please...  please don't.  You're hurting me,"
she moaned.

   Darlene pinned the timid woman on the sofa and she was determined to
demonstrate who was in control.  She let go of the arm and hair and
literally ripped off Sharon's bra.  Then she slumped over and leaned on top
of the bare back, as her hands slithered under the heaving chest.  "Oh, my
love, you have the nicest tits," she stated and grabbed both boobs.  "I
wish I had nipples as big and hard as you."

   Sharon tried to protest, but it was futile.  She was face down on the
sofa and then she heard sounds of intruders.  There was hustling and
bustling all around her and she felt someone grab the waistband of her
loosened pants.  She sucked in as much air as she could, as fear took over,
and then she felt cool air all over her lower extremities.

   Naked as the day she was born and more embarrassed than at any time in
her life, Sharon tried to squirm.  She recognized Rob and Ken and they
worked together on Darlene's cleaver plan.  In less than ten seconds,
Sharon found herself on her hands and knees and her face buried in the
wettest crotch.  The aroma was definitely female and Darlene had a firm
grip of hair with both hands to hold the rolling head entrenched between
her splayed thighs.

   Sharon didn't know what to do next.  Her mouth was pressed against the
puffy labia and she felt the leaking juices coat her lips and cheeks.  When
the swollen lips spread, she automatically opened her mouth and sucked on
the enlarged clitoris.  Sharon heard a squeal and then her tongue was
rolling the clit around and around inside her mouth.

   The squeals got louder when her teeth closed around the clitty and
Sharon started nibbling, using her imagination as to what the woman would
like.  Her ass was raised and in the air, which was far too enticing for
the two male bystanders.  Rob slapped the bare cheeks and then he rubbed
his fingers up and down the gorgeous pussy-lips.  His finger sneaked into
the wetness and caused a muffled moan of protest that he found exciting.

   Sharon tried to utter sounds to indicate she didn't like what Rob was
doing, but the man merely slipped his fingers into the wetness and pinched
the glistening gem.  When her hips jerked and rotated trying to evade the
molestation, Rob grinned and squeezed.  He rolled the clit around and
around and made sure the bud was pulled completely out of the soaked
hideaway.

   She was so focused on what Rob was doing that Sharon was surprised when
Darlene's body went out of control.  The clitty remained inside her mouth
and her tongue toyed with the gem until the damn burst.  She tried to hold
onto the thrashing hips so they wouldn't slam into her face and held on
until the bouncing hips slowly subsided.

   The plan was completely explained well before the encounter so Rob knew
what to do.  He watched his wife climax and relished her having cunnilingus
with another woman.  When the orgasm was barely over, he pulled the
exhausted Sharon off the sofa and forced her to kneel directly in front of
him.  He left no doubt as to what was required, as he fisted his hard cock
and pointed it right at her.

   There was no escape and Sharon was quickly sucking cock and trying to
stop Rob from ramming it down her throat.  She wasn't one who liked giving
blowjobs, but likes or dislikes didn't matter in the encounter, as she was
merely trying to survive.  Rob's coaxing and persuasion told her what to do
and she performed an admiral blowjob despite not wanting to act in such a
shameless manner.

   The hot searing lava blasted into her mouth and it was a struggle to
swallow or let the semen leak out of her mouth.  She no sooner wiped the
excess off her chin and face when Ken rolled around her torso and kneeled
beside her.  The two men acted together and in no time forced her to put
both hands on the stellar black penis, while Ken rammed the head into her
tightly closed lips.

   Her mouth opened despite a resolve to end the awful encounter.  The
bulbous head was inside her mouth and she used her tongue to stop the man
from thrusting his ramrod into her throat.  Sharon tightened her grip
around the throbbing pecker and the shaft was like a piston moving back and
forth, as Ken pumped his hips in a fucking fashion.

   Ken wanted to get it over with quickly so the raunchy affair could move
into the next stage.  He used all of his will to get fully aroused so he
could blow his load into the waiting mouth.  When Ken was ready, he brushed
Sharon's hands away and grabbed his cock with one hand and the hair on the
back of her head with the other.

   Ken felt cum fill his guts and then he milked the extended shaft so the
hot semen shot into the gapping mouth.  He fucked her face and the cum shot
everywhere, as the orgasm went on and on until there were globs all over
Sharon's face, neck and bare boobs.  When he milked the last ounce of cum
out of his belly, Ken rubbed his hardon all over both flushed cheeks.

   Sharon was on her feet before she could resist.  All three worked
together and quickly had her spread out on the oversized sofa.  She hastily
rubbed most of the cum off and did her best to rid herself of the slimy
residue.  In a flash, she was flat on her back with Rob pinning one leg on
top of the sofa-back and Ken had the other draped over the edge of the sofa
with her foot resting on the floor.  When Sharon glanced down her heaving
tummy, her eyes almost burst out of her head.

   Darlene was on her stomach and it was very obvious what the woman was
going to do.  Sharon flinched wildly when the fingers grazed the insides of
her bare thighs and then her heart stopped.  She felt the fingers grab her
swollen pussy-lips and Darlene devoured the exposed clitoris with one gulp.
Her hips started twisting and turning in a futile attempt to get away, but
then the teeth closed on the throbbing clitty.

   Sharon closed her eyes and tried to endure the wild cunnilingus.  She
was always a slave to the desire caused by someone touching her most
sensitive button and this was no different.  Sharon felt the tongue bashing
the bud around and around in the hot saliva, as the skilled Darlene
performed an expert tongue lashing.  "Holy shit, look at that," Rob
whispered, as he watched his wife bring the distraught mother to the brink.

   "Fuck, I don't think this is going to last long," Ken replied and
noticed the shapely hips gyrate wildly back and forth.

   Rob stared in awe, as his wife began a skilled finger-fucking.  He
noticed how Darlene never let go of the tender clitty and watched her shift
her chin out of the way so she could pump her finger in and out of the
soaked hole.  "Oh baby, you're in control.  You've got our sweet mother
hanging on for dear life.  Do it...  babe, do it to her," he whispered
directly into Sharon's ear.

   "Naaaa, naaaa."

   "Yes, do it, babe, do it."

   Sharon realized her hips were out of control.  "No...  naaaawwww."

   "Fuck yes, do it, babe."

   "Holy shit...  she's cumming...  she cumming!"

   "Yes, look at her go.  Fuck'er babe...  fuck her...  eat her."

   Sharon felt more embarrassed than at any time in her life.  Her body
belonged to the devil and she experienced an orgasm from hell.  On and on
it went until her body was covered with sweat and every muscle seemed to be
exhausted.  When she realized the climax was over, it was too late to stop
the horny husband.

   Rob was naked and jumped into the saddle without hesitation.  He shoved
his wife out of the way and rammed his hips between the widely splayed
legs. His aim was perfect and in one ravaging thrust his cock was buried
inside the burning inferno.  Rob showed no mercy and didn't stop until his
balls banged against the defenseless asshole.

   Darlene had waited weeks for the precise moment.  She and Rob had
discussed and talked about him having intercourse with the sexy mother. 
Suddenly it was happening.  "Oh honey, he's inside.  Rob's cock is inside
you," she whispered and hugged the twisting head.  "My love, Rob's finally
fucking you."

   "No, no, please stop," Sharon begged, but felt the man pump his hips up
and down at a rapid pace.

   "Honey, you're going to show mommy how much you love having sex... 
getting fucked by Rob," Darlene said and put her hands on Sharon's flushed
cheeks.  She rolled the head back and forth and then stared into the teary
eyes, leaving no doubt who was in-charge.  "You'll cum...  OR ELSE!"

   Sharon stared straight into the dark eyes.  "No, no, I can't.  I can't,"
she pleaded.

   "Don't worry, my love.  This is all recorded and if you don't obey, I'll
show the video to your husband...  to your parents...  to your friends."

   "But, but I can't.  I did already...  I can't again."

   Darlene jerked the head back and forth.  "You'll cum...  or else!"

   Sharon never had to hurry or force an orgasm and many times she faked
one with her husband so she could make him happy.  She shrugged and vowed
to fake one again just to satisfy the woman's demands.  "Ooohhh, yeeesss,
yes, yes," she moaned and tried to put an agonizing frown on her face. 
"Yes, yes."

   Rob grabbed the flared hips and plowed his ramrod into the inferno.  He
slowly withdrew his cock until only the head was inside and then he thrust
again and again, relishing the raunchy intercourse.  Darlene grinned and
shifted her hands to grab the tangled hair.  "Nice try, my love.  If I
don't see the real thing...  see my love having an orgasm, I'll show her
husband what a slut she is," she whispered in the distraught woman's ear,
as she yanked on the hair.  "Move that pretty ass."

   Sharon didn't know what else to do so she started pumping her hips up
and down, matching Rob's tempo.  She stared into the paralyzing eyes and
noticed the stern request.  A severe tremor shot through her belly and then
her body sort of shuddered.  "Oh gawd, no...  no, I can't," she declared
and tried to hold still.  "What, I can't."

   "Good girl."

   "Whaaaaa?"

   "Good girl.  Keep moving your horny pussy."

   "Whaaaa, geeeez, oh geez."

   The shapely hips jerked a few times and then vibrated like crazy.  "Yes,
keep moving.  Do it!"

   "Oh jeesus, ooooh."

   "Yes, you're doing it.  Cumming all over Rob's hard cock," Darlene
stated, as she noticed the sweaty body going out of control.

   The only thing on her mind was faking it.  Sharon felt her hips
thrusting wildly so she gave the woman what she wanted.  "Oh...  oh, yes,
yes, I can feel him," she moaned.

   "Holy crap, I didn't think you'd climax.  You're doing it and Rob is
going to fill you with cum," Darlene said and playfully slapped both of the
flushed cheeks.  "You're the bestest slut."

   She fooled the woman, Sharon reasoned, as her body seemed to float in
every direction.  "Yes, yes, yes," she whispered, as the most powerful
spasm rocked her confidence.  Then her hips remained thrust high in the air
and she tried to remain motionless, but the convulsions kept erupting deep
in her epicentre.  "What...  whaaa."

   "Fuck baby, fuck!"

   Sharon glanced upward and straight at the menacing man who was in the
midst of a demeaning orgasm.  "Oh no, no, I can't."

   "Move that luscious ass, sweetheart.  Move it!"

   She didn't mean to move, but she matched Rob's powerful thrusts.  "Oh
geeezus...  oh geez."

   Darlene jerked the hair and slapped the burning cheeks.  "Yes, you're
Rob's little slut.  Fuck baby, fuck."

   Sharon squeezed as hard as she could, but the juices leaked out of her
heated chamber.  "Oh why, no, it isn't right." When her guts exploded,
Sharon felt the last shred of decency disappear.

   Darlene nibbled on the ear and whispered at the same time.  "You're the
best little tramp and next we're going to watch you cum all over a big
black cock."

   Sharon heard the drastic statement and it destroyed any hope of a
salvation.  Her body rock up and down in perfect rhythm with Rob's and the
climaxes seemed to last forever.  "No, no more, please, no more," she
pleaded, but knew Ken was next.

   Everyone was totally engrossed with the dramatic encounter and the
affair progressed without thought or remorse.  Rob reluctantly withdrew his
dwindling penis and helped his wife position the mother for the next
encounter.  The couple quickly rolled Sharon off the sofa and positioned on
her hands and knees in the perfect doggie pose.  Darlene cradled Sharon's
head and taunted the woman by licking her face and nibbling the lobe of her
ear.  "Do you remember last time?  Last time when you were Kenny's little
slut?" she asked.

   Sharon quivered and remained silent.  Suddenly she felt movement behind
her and then big, strong fingers dug into the flesh of her hips.  When
something poked her in the crotch, she was forced to cry out.  "No, no,
stop...  stop!"

   Ken jabbed the puffy pussy-lips and then slowly rubbed the head of his
pecker up and down through the vast wetness.  Sharon tried to rock forward,
but her torso was pinned between the married couple.  "You remember, don't
you?  I loved hearing how you had sex with Ken and he told us how you
actually climaxed all over his cock," Darlene whispered.  "You couldn't
wait."

   Sharon prayed for strength, but it would take more than that to escape.
"Please don't, please don't."

   Darlene watched the pretty face and when the eyes bulged, she knew what
happened.  "Oh dear, what is it?  What happened?"

   Ken hit the mark and inserted inches of rock-hard cock despite the rapid
twisting and turning.  "I've dreamed of this ever since the last time you
creamed.  I can't get that sexy body out of my head," he said and tightened
his grip around the slim waist, as the heat intensified.  "Oh baby...  oh
sweetheart!"

   "My little puppy dog is getting fucked.  Ken looks great humping his
little doggie," Darlene whispered and kissed Sharon on the cheek.  The look
of despair and desperation was priceless.  "Should we take a picture to
send to hubby?"

   The thought of a picture was unbearable.  "Nooo...  please no."

   Ken squeezed the waist and started slowly pumping his rod in and out
until the shaft was fully lubricated.  He grunted with each thrust and
added to the raunchy affair.  "Huuuggg...  huuuggg...  huuuggg!"

   Bright lights went off and Sharon didn't know if it was from a camera or
actual lights flashing in her head.  "Noooo...  naaaawwww."

   "My love, Kenny looks like he is all the way inside your hot belly. 
Does it feel good?"

   "Noooo...  noooo."

   "Oh lord...  he's fucking you," Darlene whispered and stared straight
into the bewildered eyes.  "He's fucking you!"

   "Oh baby, oh baby, you're the best," Ken moaned and started pumping like
a wildman.  He knew his stamina would last forever after the previous
blowjob and he slammed his cock to the hilt with each thrust, purposely
pausing at the deepest penetration.  The momentum was perfect, as he rocked
Sharon back and forth on her knees.

   Darlene playfully slapped the flushed cheeks and glared at the
distraught woman.  "You're going to do it...  aren't you?"

   "No, no...  no!"

   "We get to watch you this time.  Kenny told us how you climaxed all over
his big rod."

   "Oh please, no."

   "Are you going to disobey?  Do I have to get mad and tell everyone that
little Sharon is a real slut?"

   "No, no, you can't."

   "Are you going to obey?  Are you getting close?"

   "No, yes, oh gawd, oh gawd," Sharon begged and noticed the stern
expression on the woman's face.

   "Jeessuuss, keep moving.  Keep moving your beautiful ass just like
that!"

   "What?  No, no."

   Ken felt the telltale signs, as the tight pussy milked his ramrod.  "Oh
shit, she's ready...  she's fucking ready."

   "No, no.  Stop, stop!"

   Darlene stared in disbelief when the hips started gyrating and pushing
backwards.  "Yes, yes...  YES!"

   Sharon felt some tiny spasms and suddenly her stomach went into severe
convulsions.  "What?  What?" Her body wouldn't stop and she rocked back and
forth, as each of Ken's trusts embedded his cock inside her deepest being.

   Rob moved up against the heated couple.  "Fuck, I love when the bitch
goes crazy.  She's fucking the black rod like a whore," he stated, as he
playfully slapped the bare ass cheeks when Ken moved backwards.

   Her body jerked sporadically; then held perfectly still for a second or
two and this happened several times before going out of control.  Sharon
had to lower her head because she couldn't look at the woman who had the
biggest grin on her face.  The strong fingers tightened around her waist
and her hips were rocked back and forth in rhythm with Ken's pumping.

   "Yes, yes, I knew she'd cum all over Ken's cock.  I knew it...  I knew
it!"

   Nothing made sense and Sharon fell victim to the untamed passion. 
"Gaaakkk...  gaaakkk," she moaned, as she tried to regain a measure of
control.  All of a sudden she felt a tremendous swelling in her deepest
being and then the searing lava erupted like a volcano.  Each time Ken
rammed his cock to the hilt, he blasted cum into her womanly domain.

   Nothing else mattered and the desire quickly turned to lust.  Sharon
knew she'd regret it, but her body belonged to the madman.  She met Ken's
demands with some of her own and willingly creamed all over the pulsating
cock.  Still rocking back and forth on her hands and knees like a faithful
doggie, Sharon would never admit it was the most explosive orgasm of her
life.  The intense convulsions didn't stop until all of the cum was emptied
out of her lust-filled belly.

   ***

   Sharon tried to not think or let her mind comprehend what was happening,
as she turned into a ragdoll.  She lost count of the sexual encounters that
carried on through the evening.  Probably the most disturbing part was how
she reacted each time one of the threesome took charge of her abused body.
At first she thought that it was impossible to achieve multiple orgasms
after climaxing with each of the partners.

   Sharon was proven wrong again and again when an orgasm was ripped from
her body with each sexual encounter.  A strange numbness enabled her to
endure the numerous molestations and it was almost midnight when the last
one occurred.  She was lying in bed tightly embraced in Darlene's loving
arms and her eyes were closed, as she tried to sleep.

   The session started innocently.  Drowsy and exhausted, Sharon didn't
resist when Ken slowly moved until he lay directly behind her backside and
hugged both her and Darlene.  With the two women face to face and hugging
each other, Ken took charge.  He snuggled up against the warm body and
ignored Sharon's pithy attempts to keep him away.

   Sharon felt Darlene's embrace tighten and it was impossible to twist or
move away, which left her at the mercy of Ken.  Much to her horror, she
felt his rejuvenated hardon slip into the tight crack at the top of her
thighs and deftly slither along the puffy pussy-lips.  Sharon took a deep
breath and gasped when her labia spread so that the hardened cock slipped
into the vast wetness.

   Ken slowly moved his hips back and forth, causing his hardon to sink
deeper into the slippery crevice.  Each time he pushed forward, the head of
his cock hit the hole and caught briefly before springing forward to fully
caress the entire pussy slit.  It quickly turned into a game.  Ken would
hit the honey-hole and threaten to enter, but then Sharon moved her hips so
that the head slipped out and crushed the tender clitoris.

   Sharon felt like she was winning.  She escaped Ken's penetration and
then her top leg was lifted by Darlene and shifted over top of her own
legs. Sharon felt totally vulnerable, as her thighs were spread and her
crotch was fully exposed to Ken's attack.  She lifted her head and turned
around to plead with the man.  "Ken!  Ken, please."

   "One more time.  I want to watch you cream one more time," he whispered.

   "No, please stop.  Stooooooop!"

   Ken deftly jammed his ramrod into her heated cavity just to prove who
was in-charge.  Then he quickly pulled out and rubbed the clitty a few
times.  Ken repeated the molestation and each time he chuckled at Sharon's
futile attempts to stop him.  "That's it.  Shove your sweet pussy back at
me."

   "No, I'm not."

   "Yes, like that.  Just like that."

   "No, I'm not moving."

   Ken thrust with all his might and fully embedded his hardened cock. 
"I'll never get tired of fucking your hot...  tight...  delicious pussy."

   Suddenly Sharon couldn't move and she felt something ominous and
threatening.  Darlene's skilled fingers had dipped into her crotch and the
woman had a firm grip on the exposed clitoris.  Sharon felt her clitty
yanked out of the swollen pussy-lips and the bud was being twirled around
furiously by Darlene's fingertips.  Her back arched, but she couldn't get
away from either the embedded cock or the fingers.

   Darlene leaned forward and put her lips next to the Sharon's ear.  "My
love, we get to watch you again.  I love watching you cum all over Ken's
cock," she whispered and kissed the side of Sharon's rosy cheek.

   Sharon merely moaned and tried to shake her head.  "Uuuggghhh... 
nnnaaaggghhh." Her clit felt like it had grown immensely and the fingers
kept squeezing and twirling.

   "Yes, yes, oh baby, yes."

   "Nooohhh...  nooohhh."

   Ken pumped like there was no tomorrow.  Each time he pulled back, he
paused before ramming his hips at the bare backside.  When the head of his
cock pierced the most inner being, he paused again to relish the intense
heat.  "Jesus Christ, she's so fucking hot," he moaned, but never stopped
his deliberate pumping.

   "Oh baby, your cunt is so juicy.  I can feel the cum," Darlene said and
squeezed even harder.  "I feel your ass moving."

   Sharon tried her best to remain perfectly still and endure the awful
intercourse.  She closed her eyes and put her bottom lip between her teeth.
Suddenly her lip was on fire and she wondered why, as she was positive
there was the taste of blood.

   "Yes, do it...  do it!"

   "What?  Whaaaaaaa?"

   "Yes, my love, become Ken's little slut again."

   "What?  What?" The convulsions expanded inside her belly and Sharon
couldn't stop the violent quivering taking control of her entire body.

   "Holy shit, yes, yes honey...  yes honey."

   When the hips jerked and went into severe gyrations, Darlene yanked the
beaten morsel out of the wetness.  "I knew you would, my love," she
whispered.

   Sharon realized she had surrendered her soul to the she-devil.  Her body
was thrashing out of control between a controlling woman and captivating
man.  She jerked each time the cock pierced her heart and quivered when the
woman taunted her.  "Huuuggghhh, haaawww."

   "Your clit is remarkable," Darlene whispered, as she squeezed, twisted
and molested the throbbing bud.

   "Baby, oh baby, wait...  wait for me," Ken moaned and his body stiffened
before going out of control.

   Sharon regretted another premature orgasm, but it was too late.  The
juices flowed freely despite her resolve and she met Ken's thrusts with
backward ones of her own.  Seconds turned into minutes and eventually
everyone collapsed in a big huddle with arms and legs going in every
direction.

   When Sharon finally opened one eye to look around, she was alone on the
bed.  Thankful for the calm and peacefulness, she slowly got up and
searched for her clothes.  She found her watch sitting on a nightstand and
glanced at it.  `Whew, what will Diane think?  At least Dan won't be home
for a few hours,' she thought, as she quickly got dressed.  First she would
have to face her babysitter and then her husband.  `Dear God, what have I
done?'
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