Kira My Not So Loving Wife Pt. 01

At the time I was 19 It was a Friday night and I was hanging out at Tony's Pizza where my friends and I were regulars. Earlier that night I broke up with a girl I had been going out with. Jan a girl I knew casually, came by with another girl that I soon found out was Jan's cousin Kira and lived about 15 miles away from where we were. Because of the break up with my ex-girlfriend, I was standing in the doorway next to the pizza shop when Kira walked up to me and offered me some of her bottle of Southern Comfort. When she held it up and saw it was only about one ounce left, she changed her mind about sharing. I went in the pizza shop and grab the table, the two girls sat with me. Jan indicated that they were hungry so I ordered large pizza and a pitcher of soda.

While, we were waiting for the pizza Jan started telling me how her mother was pressuring her to ask me out. I know this wasn't going to happen for two reasons one she already had a guy that she was very hung up on and didn't have eyes for anybody else. Two I knew at least a doesn't guys that I've been sexually active with her and that wasn't somebody I was interested in.

She also told me that her mother had spoken to her two younger sisters Gail was only a year younger and Jenny, who is only 15. Gail and I got along, but relationship wise there just wasn't that kind of chemistry between us and I don't think there ever could be. Jenny was four years younger than me. by the time she was old enough. I'm sure she will find somebody and I just couldn't even think of her now as somebody I would ever get involved with.

I asked Jan: "Why is your mother so fixated on me getting involved and possibly marrying you or one of your other two sisters

Her response was: "My mom knows your father is a big shot in labor and you have a great job and your mother is very politically connected."

I told her: "Not for nothing Jan, but your mother is a very domineering woman. Your father works crazy hours driving truck and avoids coming home so she's basically driven him out of the house. I think she would try to dominate you and me or me and one of your sisters if that ever happen. I just can't see myself putting up with that. So, me with you or one of your sisters, won't ever happen."

Tony brought over the pizza, after we finished the pizza and pitcher of soda and I told the girls I had to get going. I was going home and left, I didn't give it another thought. Sunday I was helping a buddy of mine Joe. He had a race car that he drove at Norwood Arena, it was around 3 o'clock and the cousin Kira showed up.

She tapped me on the shoulder and said: "Hi."

I asked her: "Is Jan with you?"

She said: "No."

I asked her: "Why are you here?"

Kira told me: "We didn't get much of a chance to talk Friday night."

I was kind of flattered so I said: "We're almost done here. If you give me a few minutes we were going up to McDonald's you're welcome to come."

10 minutes later, I held open the rear door of my friend Joe's regular car and she slid in the middle I got in beside her. Joe got in the front and the other guy that was helping us Buddy got in the passenger side front seat. We headed to McDonald's. Kira laid her head on my shoulder so, I took that as a signal and put my arm around her. Seconds later, we were making out.

We spent the rest of the afternoon together and when it was time for her to go home, I got a cab and took her home. I found out where she lived and she gave her me phone number.

We talked a couple of times during the week and made plans to go to a dance Saturday night. My buddy Tom would rent halls and hirer bands. Tom ran dances and put posters up around town so people knew where the dance would be and who would be playing. We had a good time I knew the four members of the band and introduced them to Kira. Jan was there with the guy she was hung up on and when she got home, she must've told her mother. About seeing Kira and I together, because, Jan's mother called Kira's mother and told her; 'keep your whore daughter away from Don Lewis. One of my daughters is going to marry him. Or I will have one of them charge him with rape so he must marry her."

I was now not someone Kira's mother felt should not be with her daughter. Ever time I called her mother or grandmother answered and I was told Kira couldn't come to the phone. It was nineteen sixty-nine so there were only land lines. It was two weeks before I saw Kira again. She came by my parent's house and asked If I was home. My mom told her I was at the ball field on the other side of the tracks and if she walked towards the bus stop, she would see a walkway leading to a tunnel under the tracks. I would be with my friends the other side of the tunnel.

When I saw her, I said: "I thought you were avoiding me, what is going on?"

That is when she told me about the call her mother got from Jans' mother, how her mother hated Jan's mother from the time she started dating her brother Kira's uncle John. I brought Kira to meet my mother something I hadn't done with any other girl except Kara. I told my mother about Jan's mother's call to Kira's mother.

My mother told Kira: "I will handle your aunt; she has applied to become a member at the Snow House. I am on the board and as of right now she will be turned down. She runs a day care out of her home that is unlicensed. Plus, the empty lot next door that she also owns, she lets a couple of business park their commercial trucks there overnight. Again, without a permit and that is a zoning violation. I doubt she was aware that when she applied to the Snow House, we do a thorough back ground check on all applicants. I will make sure she knows why city inspectors are clamping down on her and that she cannot do anything about it. Both carry fines for the violations and she knows it. She is a greedy fucking bitch, pardon my French."

That was the first time I ever heard my mother swear. My mother handed me the car keys and fifty dollars and told me: "Why don't you take Kira up to 'Fontaines for something to eat before you drive her home later on this evening."

Jan's mother waited to confront my mother till my mom was leaving Church the following Sunday morning. My mom is part of a church group of prominent ladies in the community. What Jen's mother didn't know was that some of these ladies' husband were the commissioners of the departments in the city that showed up the previous Monday to shut down her illegal daycare and tow any trucks from the lot next to the home she owned. All the ladies in the group already knew what had happened.

Jan's Mother showing up and making a scene only caused my mother to hit her again by buying the tax lean on her house. And the mortgage from the bank since she was delinquent by four months. The woman got the message, but my mother wasn't done just yet. She demanded Jen's mother take out an ad in the paper apologizing to Kira and her mother for the phone call calling Kira a whore.

Kira and I went out together for a few months and then drifted apart. Two and a half years later I ran in to her at a hamburger joint in West Roxbury called Howdys Burgers. She was getting out of a convertible two seat sports car. Her hair was now blonde and what I noticed first was her top was shear as was the bra she was wearing. I knew she had sizeable tits, but I never realized they were that big.

It wasn't till she said: "Stop drooling and say hi."

I looked up and realized I knew this incredibly sexy woman, I found my voice and said: "Kira, I didn't recognize you with the blonde hair."

Kira smiled and said: "How could you all you were seeing was my boobs. Dave my fiancé loves guys looking at them. He buys the tops and bras I wear when we go out. I must wear something over when he picks me up so my mother doesn't see how slutty I dress for Dave."

I hadn't noticed the guy she was with till he came back with their food. His head was covered in bandages with openings for his eye, nostrils and mouth. It reminded me of a mummy.

He told her: "Bitch get in the car."

He turned to me and said: "Stop looking and talking to her, I own her and if you know what is good for you, walk away."

I smiled and told him: "Before you Kira and I were an item and I feel we parted as friends. At least I hope she feels that way as well. She may be your girl, but you don't own her. As far as what is good for me, you want to try, come around the car and you will need bandages on the rest of your body."

Kira told him: "Dave, get in he will easily put you back in the hospital. Besides two of his friends over there are cops and you will be the one that ends up in jail. Just let it go."

As he got in, I said to him: "When she was with me, I didn't disrespect her by making wear clothes that showed of her breast as if she was topless."

He just laughed and held up her hand with the diamond engagement ring, as he drove away.

I waked back over to my friends and Harold who is a plain clothes detective said: "I called in his plate to Dedham. He is going to get pulled over before he goes a mile."

Jim asked me: "Was that Kira with that guy?"

I told him: "Ya, and she is engaged to him. But what pisses me off is he told me he owns her and she said nothing to that remark."

After seeing Kira and the way that asshole treated her. I was in a bad mood so I went home, I told my mom what happened. She told me to call or go see Kira and find out why she puts up with being treated that way. I called her house later that night and her brother told me she was staying in Lunenberg at the assholes family's home. I call the next night and she wasn't back yet. The third night I got her and we talked for a hour. She asked to meet me at her work the next night when she would be getting off.

I was there a half hour early; I thought it strange she was not wearing the uniform the other girls were. She asked her boss if she could leave. He was ok with her going and we took a cab. I asked her where she wanted to go and she told me to the field she found me at near my house. It sounded strange, but what the lady wants was what she would get. It was a warm September night the sky was clear. When we got to the field some of my friends were there with their girls. After about twenty minutes Kira took my hand and we walk to a secluded spot away for the others. We laid in the tall grass that was never mowed and basically hidden for prying eyes. Kira told me: "I met Dave at Mass General, I was studying to be a nurse and he was one of the patients I was assigned to.

I got to know him and when he was released, he asked me out and I accepted. He was nice at first and when he asked me to marry him, I said yes because I wanted to get away form my mother and grandmother. Dave figured I wanted out of the house and played me so, I would look at him as my savior. A month later he started grooming me, slowly at first till, my mother put money down for the reception and for the caterer. That is when he knew I was his as he told me. There would ne no way I could go back home if my mother lost the money she put out and she would. I would be forced to live on the street so, I am forced into marrying him and he knows it."

I kissed her and told her: "Give him back the ring. What ever money your mother loses I will cover her lose."

Kira pushed me back and said: "I can't let you do that; I got into this and I will marry him. His family is not just rich, they are wealthy like old money wealthy. I will stay with him for two years then file for a divorce based on mental and physical cruelty. He has hit me several time and I know it will get worse after we are married."

I asked her: "Do you have pictures of when he hit you, if you do go to the cops and have him arrested. Your mom can go after him for the money."

Kira asked me: "Can you do something for me, I need you to do it please don't say no."

I said: "Of course I will do anything for you. You want me to make him disappear?"

She smiled and said: "I am still a virgin and that is one thing I refuse to let him have. Make love to me and after, fuck me like a whore because I need to know what sex with him will be like."

I asked her: "You sleep at his family home and you never had sex with him?"

She told me: "He can not lie to his mother, even the smallest thing she can tell he is lying. She asks him every time we have been together if we had intercourse."

I asked: "So, with you in revealing tops and him getting worked up seeing guys seeing you like that. What does he do just jerk off?"

She smiled and told me: "Yes, but he makes me get undressed and jerks it till he ejaculates. He shoots in on me, my boobs my ass or my face. He even one time forced it in my mouth and held my jaw closed and he pinched my nose till I swallowed it. When he released me, I grabbed it put in back in my mouth and bit him hard. He flipped me and spanked my ass so hard and long that I couldn't sit in the car when he drove me home. I had to kneel, but I told him if he ever did it again, I would bite if off. I didn't care if he killed me after. He hasn't even shot his stuff on my face since."

I asked her: "When is he coming here again?"

Kira told me: "Sunday, it is the only day we both have off."

I said: "Great have him bring you back to Howdys. Don't suggest it, just ask him if he liked flaunting you in front of me. If he says yes, ask if him if he wished you didn't have a bra on. My guess is he will tell you to take off your bra and will drive to Howdys hoping I will be there."

Kira asked me: "You really think he will want to do that?"

I smiled and told her: "He won't be able to help himself. Having you without a bra in a see threw top. He will think he is throwing it in my face that he owns you. My guess he will have you get out and face where I am at with me friends. I won't move or even look; it will seem like I don't care. That should piss him off and I hope he will walk you over to where I am at. If that happens, when you reach me, while facing me slip off his ring turn to him and hand it back to him. Just be prepared to duck, he most likely will try to hit you. When he does, he will be arrested. If he doesn't, I am sure he will come after me. I will let him hit me and drop so, he is arrested for an unprovoked attack."

Kira asked me: "What if he doesn't do any of that?"

I explained: "I will walk over to the car and you get out. Take off the ring and drop it on the seat. I will kiss you passionately and by then my friends will be near the car and if he tries anything. He will be told to move on or be arrested for causing a public disturbance."

Kira said: "He may not except that and come after me, he knows where I work and how I get there on the train and busses"

I told her: "If he is arrested on Sunday, you will be granted and emergency restraining order against him. Monday morning, I will be with you when you go in front of a judge to make it at least 90 days."

Kira looked worried and said: "I don't think a restraining order will stop him, he has been arrested before and his family seems to be able to make it go away."

I told her: "There are a couple of things about my parents and my self that have changed since you met me before. My father is now an adviser to the president on labor matters. I now work directly for the union as head of security an am license to carry a concealed weapon. I had talked to him earlier and he told me, he will hire you as his assistant so. You will be with him most of the time he is working and I will be there as his bodyguard."

The union had a suite at the Sheraton Boston Hotel. Sunday night we will stay there in case Dave went to Kira's moms looking for her. Sunday went much as I thought it would, they pulled in not far from were my friends and I were hanging at the back of the parking lot. Dave parked about forty feet away with no other cars between his an where I was leaning against one of my friend's cars.

I watched out of the corner of my eye to see what he would have Kira do. When he realized, I wasn't going to look he had her get out and face where I was. I didn't turn and that must have set him off, because he told her to shake her tits to get my attention. Neither my friends or I paid attention to Kira and that is when he marched her over to us.

Dave didn't notice that Kira was removing his ring as she walked. When she got to me, she turned and grabbed his hand. It took him a second to realize she had given him back his ring. He was pissed and I hoped she was ready like I warned her because he was going to hit her.

He swung and she didn't even try to avoid being hit. Her nose was his target and she went down. Her short skirt was up to her waist and I realized he had made her remove her panties as well as the bra. He wasn't done and kicked her between her legs and yelled at her to get up and get in the car. She was his property and this would cost her.

Before he realized it. Two of my friends, both Boston cops were on him and he was cuffed. They arrested him and called for a Paddy Wagon to take him to jail. I didn't know it, but one of my other buddies was dating a reporter from the local TV station and she was across the parking lot with a still and a video camera crews. Poor old Dave's family would have a tuff time getting him out of this one.

Dave was held without bail and Monday his mouth helped to make it easy for the judge to send him to Bridgewater State Hospital for evaluation. Dave's family pulled out all the stops to try and get him out of going to jail. Twenty-three other girls came forward to say he had abused them. They had pictures of what he had done. Each said the same thing, the cops in the town claimed there wasn't enough evidence to arrest him. He was sentenced to five years in Walpole State Prison.

Normally he would have been sent to Suffolk County Jail, except while at Bridgewater he beat a guy and then kicked him in the head. The guy was still in a coma when Dave was sentenced. Dave's parents were filling a gang leader's canteen to protect Dave. It worked for three and a half years till the gang leader was killed and Dave with him.

I was torn about how I felt, on the one hand I didn't want him dead. But on the other I felt he was crazy enough to come after Kira and most likely me when he got out. It was three months after our night in the tall grass, Kira told me she was pregnant. That it must have been the night at the field as we had been using condoms ever since. I loved being with her and had feelings for her, but I don't think I was in love with her. What I was is a guy that always tried to do the right thing. That, in this case was to marry her.

I figure after the baby was born and she was able to go back to work. We could go our separate way. She was now working for the union in the office.

My dad had become the Vice president of the state AFL/CIO and was no longer at the union office. I could mail my dues so; I wouldn't have to see her. It was a great plan until it wasn't. The first time I held my daughter I knew I would never leave. That eight pound seven once twenty-one-inch little girl owned my heart. Kira and I grew closer and we had two more kids both boys. Life was good or so I thought. I was now working for one of the largest construction companies in the country. Because of my labor background, when there was labor issues, I would be sent in to smooth things over.

Two thousand and twelve I am now on the Board of directors and in line to become the Director of Operations. Kira's mother died and I took some vacation time to clean out her house. It was while I had a crew doing the attic they found Kira's dad's foot locker from his time in the Army Air Corp.

I started looking through it and found pictures and drawings of her mother. I knew her father was an amateur photographer and did drawings. I knew he even had a dark room in the attic, although I never saw it. Near the bottom I came across some composition books. Looking in them I realized they were Kira's she wrote in them like a journal. I skimmed through and they started when she was in high school. Then I came to the one about her time in nursing school and found out why she quit.

She did it for Dave, he felt she would fall for someone else if she continued. I also learned Dave was part of a plan she had to use him. I was her real target to marry all along. He bought her the see-through things because she asked him to. It was no accident them showing up at Howdys. Her cousin Jenny had told her my friends and I hang out there every Sunday afternoon. The day he was arrested, she told him it would drive me crazy if she didn't have a bra or panties on. It was also her idea for him to put them in his pocket. When Dave lost it in court, it was having her under things in his pocket as proof, he was forcing her to display herself.

I knew every day she finished work before me and would visit with her mother. My mind went into overdrive wondering what else my loving wife had been up to.

I called her and asked: "Do you want your dad's foot locker from the war?"

Kira asked me: "Did you open it?"

I told her: "No, why would I it was your dad's, should I bring it home?"

Kira told me: "No, I know what is in I just throw it in the dumpster with the other crap."

I had one of the guys move it to my car and had the other two continue to empty the mini room under the eaves. I was marking things for the dumpster when I heard one of the guy say: "Holy shit."

I went to see what he was talking about. He was holding a picture of my mother in-law when she would have been in her late twenties. I had seen many of her from that time and she was a beautiful woman. But in this picture, she was nude and posed like Marilyn Monroe in the famous Playboy center fold.

I asked him: "Where did you find it?"

He told me: "There is a hidden area in that small room and boxes with more stuff. This one was on top of the boxes."

Kira had told me her dad took nudes of her mother; he also did drawings of her nude. Kira's uncle Art once told me Kira's dad took nude pictures of some of the neighborhood women for their husbands as well. I had the guys move the other stuff I marked to the dumpster. Not knowing what else may be in the boxes. I checked the top couple of boxes and found slides and negatives. I knew there are some negatives from back then that can ignite over time. Not knowing if these could do that, I put the boxes with them aside. Next, I taped the rest of the boxes shut and had them loaded in my car with the foot locker. The trunk and back seat were now full, it was time to get a storage room. There was a place down the main street when you left our neighborhood. I went there and when I asked to rent a small room.

The man on the desk asked me for my ID, he looked at it and asked me: "Are you related to a Kira with the same last name?"

I then asked him: "How do you know Kira?"

She told me: "She was one of the first to rent a room right after my dad had this location built."

I told him: "She is my wife and I had no idea she rented a room here. Is there one available close to hers? Since my wife has kept her room a secret, don't tell her about mine."

He said: "Sure, you are not the only couple with separate rooms."

He checked the computer and found there was an open room across from Kira's. Next, he asked me if I had a padlock to secure the room. I didn't and he told be the one he felt was best and the hardware two blocks down sold them. Fifteen minutes later I was back with a lock the hardware guy recommended. It seems the Master Lock the storage guy told me about is the easiest to get a key to. Thinking he was trying to up sell me to a more expensive lock, I questioned him. He brought out six different locks and showed me the numbers on the bottoms were different. Then then took out a key and showed me the number was different than the locks. The key opened all six locks, I bought the lock he recommended.

The lock I bought didn't use a key, it had a four-digit combination. The best feature was I could change the combination when ever I wanted. After unloading the stuff from the car onto a cart. I found the room I rented and placed the stuff inside. It was four feet wide by eight feet long and look to be over seven feet tall. I decided to buy a folding table to use to sort through the boxes when I had time.

After locking up the room I checked the padlock on Kira's room. I had my phone ready to take a picture on the bottom of the lock she used. The guy at the hardware store told me even if she rubbed out the number. Sometimes if you magnify the area, you can still see enough to tell what it is. When I lifted the lock, not only didn't she rub it out. It was one of several I had from when I was a foreman for the company, 2464 was plain to see. The place in the garage I kept them was in plain sight and I kept the keys in the locks. It was also the number of the lock I used on the tool box I kept in my trunk. I took out my car keys and used my key to open Kira's storage room. I saw a desk and a file cabinet at the back wall. Portable clothes racks, the type that were enclosed with zipper openings.

I went to the file cabinet and found it was locked. It looked familiar so; I moved it so I could check the back. Sure, enough there were holes three inches in from each corner where at one time it had been bolted to a wall. It had been my father's and bolted to the foundation in the basement of the house I grew up in. Kira over saw the clean out of that home after my mother died and dad moved into a condo. Kira must have had it taken here instead of being thrown in the dumpster. At one time I had a key to it. I wondered if I still had it. If not, I thought I knew where to get one. Dad brought it home from the union and they still were using the same ones for dead storage. My hope was they are keyed alike.

I was about to lock Kira's room back up when I decided to look at what was in the desk. When I opened the middle draw right in front was a tray with three sections that would be use for paper clips or other small thing you would use in an office. The only thing in the trays was a key. It was the right size to fit the cabinet. I picked it up and went to try it in the lock on the cabinet. Bingo, looked like my wife was not as smart as she thinks she is. First using a padlock, I have several more that use the same key to leaving the key to the cabinet in the desk.

In the top draw of the file cabinet, I found a dozen more composition books. These didn't have years on them, they had what I assumed was a code. Letters and numbers. Looking in the first one I saw it contained dates, sexual acts that took place, code names I think referred to the client. Also, how payment was made and the amount. Checking the other books, I figured out that each one was for a different whore. Some of the ones on the bottom showed that these whores were no longer active. My though was, were any of these books my wife.

I closed the draw and opened the next one down. It contained two ledger books and two more composition books and a diary. I started with the diary and saw it started when Kira was sixteen and her last entry was when she first met Dave in the hospital. The first composition book started with her talking about giving him a sponge bath. Two other student nurses had told her gets and erection every time and he has a big dick. As the others had said he got hard and she offered to help him out. She got his load in her other hand and turned to get a towel to clean her hand. Kira tasted his cum to see what it tasted like before wiping her had. When she turned back around. Dave asked her how she enjoyed tasting his cum. She told him she didn't taste enough to know, but what she tasted was ok. He asked if next if she would suck him off. Kira told him she would think about, that she had never done that and what she did for him was only the second time she did that,

Next entry was two days later, ad she was tasked with giving Dave another sponge bath. She jerked him off again, but let him cum in her mouth. When he asked, she showed it to him and swallowed because the other two told her he loved that. He then handed her a twenty-dollar bill and said it wasn't for what she did it was a thank you for being kind to him. When she saw the other two student nurses and asked about it, they told her he gives them the money also for being kind to him.

I skimmed through the rest and learned that if she agreed to marry him. She had to be a virgin and go to his mother's OB/GYN to be checked as soon as they were engaged and every week till the wedding. She learned how rich his family was and decided he was her best bet to get out of her mother's house. Kira visited him after her shifts and weekends. She told him she was willing to let him fuck her ass if he liked. He loved the idea.

She read up about oral sex and learned about prostate massages. When he was released from the hospital, she had already booked a room at the Holiday Inn up the street from the hospital. That was the first time he fucked her in the ass. It was also when she introduced him to bondage. She showed him drawings of women with there tits tied and clamps on their nipples and clitoris. It wasn't till she spent the first weekend with his family. That she knew she couldn't marry him. His mother was domineering and he did whatever she wanted.

It was then she started her plan to be his victim and get me to be her savior. The truth was both Dave and I were her victims. I wondered if Dave ever figured that out. I now understood why Kira had stayed so active at the private school our kids went to. That is something else I need to investigate. I opened one of the ledgers and soon realized it was an accounting off all the sex work in the composition books. Where the others were for each girl, this one was for all of them. I looked at the second one and saw it was only for Kira. The first entry was two days after she quit the nursing program.

It was a journal not a leadger. Kira wrote: "I called Ted V today; about the offer he made me when he was one of the patients I was assigned. He owned a strip club and had a place with booths that showed porn movies. I would be one of two girls working the counter. If a guy gave us a two-dollar bill with a star on it we sent him to a certain booth. We had to buzz him in. This booth didn't show movies it is were one of us would suck the guy off. Ted had already collected the money when he gave the guy the two-dollar bill. Ted charged them twenty-five and we got twenty. First shift I made three hundred dollars plus fifty in tips."

I flipped the page since it was more about how much she made each day giving blow jobs. That page was more of the same so, I flipped a couple of more pages till I came to one that she wrote about being offered to become a stripper. Not at the club, at stag parties. She wrote: "Ted asked me if I would be interested in being a stripper at a party. It would be Polly and myself; we strip each other and then eat each other's pussies. After that Polly and I suck the groom and Polly will fuck him while the men at the party watch. After he dumps his load in her, I needed to suck him clean and eat the cum from her pussy. Ted told me I could after just do blow jobs and Polly would fuck anyone that wanted that. But If I was willing to let guys fuck my ass, I could make a lot more money. I told him I never had sex with another girl and wasn't sure I could do that. He asked me to come to the club after my next shift at the booths and he would have Polly there so I could try being eaten out and see if I like eating pussy. I told him I was good with being fucked in the ass, that my boyfriend does that to me already."

Next entry was her next shift at the booths so, I skipped to her going to the club to have sex with Polly. She wrote: "Polly was already there sucking Ted's cock when I got to the office. Ted looked up at me and told me to give Polly a hand sucking him off. I was happy to do, it would be the first time I would be sucking his big cock since I did it when he was my patient. As soon as his cock was in my mouth, he grabbed my head and fucked my mouth how I thought he would fuck my pussy. He pulled my hair so his cock was no longer in my mouth and he shot the first of several spurts of cum on mine and then Polly's face. He covered both our faces, I forgot how much cum he unloads. My eyes were covered with it and I figured Polly's would be too. I heard a sound and used my fingers to wipe the cum from my eyes. When I opened them, Ted was holding what I realized was a Polaroid picture, Polly asked him if it was another facial shot for his collection. When it was developed, he turned it to show us. Our faces had so much cum on them, no one would be able to know it was us.

Ted then told us to get naked and started eating each other out. Once I was nude, he told me to sit on the couch with my ass near the edge. As soon as I was seated Polly waisted no time crawling between my legs and going down on me. Dave had done this to me several times. I knew right away this was different, Dave was ok doing it, but Polly had me knowing this was going to become something I wanted to experience over and over. It was after my third orgasm, Ted told us to trade places. Before Polly went down on me, I was dreading having to go down on her. But now I wanted to make her feel as good as I did while she ate me out.

After I got her off Ted stopped us and asked me: "How do you like eating pussy. I told him I love it even more than sucking guys off and I love sucking cock."

I paged forward to the week before I met up with her after Jenny told me where she would be. Kira wrote: "I had Jenny come to the booths, to talk. She knew I had been sucking guys off after one of the guys she was dating told her he saw me working there and he knew that met I was a prostitute. Jenny called my home and left a message to call her. I had her come to the back door and let her in, we didn't open for a half hour. She told me about what her boyfriend said. I asked her why she wanted to know. Jenny told me her boyfriend was after her to suck him off, and that she wanted to know if it was something she would be ok with or hate. She asked if she could suck one on my customers to see if she liked it. I told her I needed to ask my boss first. Ted only wanted to know if she was at least eighteen and I saw her ID. I never knew Jenny's birth day and found out she turned eighteen the week before. It was an hour later when a guy, I knew was a big tipper handed me one of Ted's star stamped duces. After buzzing him in I had Jenny follow me. Once in the room I told the guy, if he doubled his usual tip Jenny would help me suck him off. He smiled and told me. If she takes my load and swallows it I will triple it. He than asked how long Jenny has been a cock sucker. Jenny spoke up and told him he would be her first.

He took out his wallet and handed Jenny a hundred-dollar bill and told me to watch or go back out front. I watched and Jenny was unsure for the first couple of minutes, till I started telling her what t do. She caught on fast and kept sucking after he came till he stopped her. After he left Jenny asked me if she could suck some more of my customers. I told her sure the tips were hers if I got the money they paid to Ted. I sent her over to the club to see Ted. She came back and hour later all smiles and told me. I am going to suck off my boyfriend tonight and tell him we are over after. Ted fucked me and I told him he can fuck me whenever he wants. He told me he now owns my pussy and I am fine with that.

I wondered if she knew what he meant by owning her pussy. I asked her if she knew just what Ted meant by owning her pussy. By the look she gave me she had no clue. So, I told her, you fuck who ever he tells you to, including eating pussy. You and I may have to entertain at parties doing that to each other. You come back and you are a whore and Ted is your pimp. When he gets tired of you, he will sell you to another pimp or to someone that wants you for there sick pleasure. I never agreed for Ted to own me and I think since you did, don't come back."

Wow, I was surprised Kira warned Jenny, I guess Kira didn't hate her like she hates Jan and their mother. I flipped through looking if there was any mention about Jenny, but there wasn't. I decided I would do a search for her to see what I could find out. I also went back to the page when Jenny was at the booth and went page by page to see what I may have missed. Two pages in I found what I was looking for. Kira wrote: "Jenny was at Sullivan station when I got off the train. She told me she talked to Don and told him where he could run into me. When I asked if he indicated knowing about my being a paid whore. Jenny said: "He didn't mention anything about it". I just hope I haven't been with anybody he knows. If my plan works, I would hate to run into a friend of his that I sucked off or fucked me in the ass."

So, Kira had Jenny purposely run into me to set up my meeting her again. I knew just what I needed to do and started by contacting all my old friends from my teen years. We would get together a couple of times a year at the Pleasant Café. I wanted to know if any of them knew of a place I could get a storage room with out giving my own ID.