Sylvia had sought out other outlets of her interests and libido. He had pretty much broken even by the end of the game. Her orgasms varied in length and strength, some harder than some, other’s soft and almost gentle. Spotting Cam and Tom, Sheriff Gerald Potter smiled and nodded to Cam and then looked at Tom. You and our girls. Had that been what started him on his own road to debauchery and adulterous affairs? Crossing the room to the nightstand, Deen picked up the small vase and smelled the single red rose ensconced within. “But… I wanted to scream that he was mine. The old drunk soldier’s sour sweat and the reek of cigarette smoke and alcohol made her eyes water. “Interesting” Sylvia thought to herself, a sly grin forming on her face. It took another modest throat clearing by the woman with him to snap her out of her daze.
