I play violin as a hobby and joked about getting a Stradivarius the next time I had a few million to spare. “If you do, I’ll let you smoke. “C’mon, Cathie. Even the best blowjobs I could give took at least twenty minutes with him! He never hurt or abused me, other than begging for sex far more often than I wanted it. It was uncomfortable and disgusting, but he was careful not to hurt me. When I complained about him to my mother, she helped out in a very odd way. I changed it because four other women and girls in our neighborhood were “Cathy” or “Kathy”, and two were “Katie”. I’m exhausted.” I moved a pillow to the middle of the bed and undressed. I could barely hear him mumbling happy remarks as he stuffed my butt. I think we’ll be able to smoke in the house, too.”
I thought a moment and added, “He might get upset if I just give you to him as if you’re a toy, though.
